Silas CraneThe council chamber was packed. Every elder, every ranking pack member, every warrior who could fit through the doors had come to witness the judgment. They lined the walls in grim silence, their faces illuminated by the flickering torchlight. At the center of the room, Janie knelt on the cold stone floor.I stood before her, the evidence spread out on the table behind me. Testimonies from the photographer, the bartender. Bank records showing payments. Text messages arranging the setup. Everything."Janie Crane," Elder Marcus intoned, his voice echoing through the chamber. "You stand accused of conspiracy, fraud, and treason against your Alpha and your pack. How do you plead?""Not guilty." Janie's voice was hoarse from crying. "I didn't do any of it. Gracie... Gracie made me. She's the one who planned everything. She's been manipulating me since I was a child."Gracie, standing at the edge of the room with guards flanking her, didn't react. Her expression was filled with
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