The doors to the grand hall burst open with a heavy thud that echoed off the walls like a gunshot. Victor Blackthorn rolled in slow, wheelchair creaking under his frail frame, looking like a ghost of the man who once ruled this territory. My blood ran hot seeing him there, alive and breathing after everything. The three Elders flanked him like vultures, their golden guards lining the room."Victor," I spat, stepping forward with my Alphas tight behind me. "You wake up and the first thing you do is sell us out? Talk. What the hell is this meeting about? You owe us answers after the coma."Victor coughed once, his hands shaky on the wheels, but his eyes stayed sharp. "Avery. Always the firebrand. I woke to chaos. Your leaks, your wars, your Spark. The Council offered safety. I took it. Damien, Jax, Ezra, this document ends your claim here. Blackthorn territory transfers fully to them. Effective now."Damien lunged half a step,
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