~KAIROS’ POV~The Council Room smelled like dust, old paper, and stone that had never known warmth.My mother sat beside me, Elder Mara, composed as always. Back straight. Hands folded. Looking all perfect and untouchable.But I could feel it. The tension.It rolled off her in sharp, invisible waves. Anyone else might have missed it, but I didn’t.“Bring him in,” I said.The doors groaned open. Kael didn’t walk in but he was dragged.Four guards, gripping him like he was something dangerous. The silver chains around his wrists glowed a dull blue, reacting to the wolf blood in him. His face was bruised, his body worn from whatever fight he’d put up at the ruins.But when he looked at me, his eyes were like cold steel.“Kael of the Blackthorn line,” one of the Elders began, his voice thinner than usual, “you are accused of working with the High Temple to sabotage the Trial of the Moon. How do you plead?”Kael didn’t even look at him. His gaze went straight to my mother.A slow, bloody s
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