Aria's POVRedwood territory was already in motion when we crossed back through the gates, Aldaine's distant horn still echoing behind us. Marcus moved fast, wolves taking defensive positions along every wall, but something else settled over the compound too. Purpose. The kind that comes when an ending is finally close enough to reach for."Aldaine's horn is a warning, not an attack," Bram said, striding beside us. "He knows Creek is caught. Nothing more, not yet.""Then we use the time it buys us," Marcus said. "We move on everything today."Victoria was already waiting in the main hall, sharp eyes moving over Creek where Garrett held him bound. "It is done.""It is done," Marcus confirmed. "Call the panel. All five judges. Now."Word spread fast. Within the hour, Victoria, Bram, and two additional regional Alphas, Alpha Renfield from the southern coast and Alpha Marsh from the eastern hills, sat at the long table in the main hall alongside Marcus, forming the full panel Aria's case
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