Brielle POV.The room went quiet for a moment, then the oldest among them, a man with a long white beard and sharp eyes, leaned forward.“Is it not obvious?” he snapped. “You are too young. You have no training, no knowledge of our laws, our ways, or how to lead a pack. How can someone so inexperienced guide our people or stand beside our Alpha?”Another Elder added, his voice cold and harsh, “And more than that—trouble follows wherever you go. Because of you, enemies have attacked, and some of our own men lost their lives to keep you safe. You bring danger, not protection. That is why you are not worthy.”I listened carefully, letting every word sink in, but I did not flinch or look away. I folded my hands in front of me and spoke again, my tone calm but firm.“So you say I am too young, too new to your ways, and that I bring bad luck and death. Is that all?” I asked simply. “Are those the only reasons?”They nodded, muttering among themselves, as if those reasons were more than enou
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