Semua Bab Not yours to reject : Bab 41 - Bab 47

"Jaxton, answer me."He finally meets my eyes, guilt written plainly across his face now, and something in my chest goes cold before he even speaks. "My father knew fragments of this. I told you that already, the letter, the photograph. I didn't know the full shape of the failsafe until just now, sitting in this tent. I swear to you that's the truth.""Then who else. Someone else's silence is answering for them right now, and I want to know who."The elders shift uncomfortably, and my father finally looks up, guilt carved deep into every line of his face."I've suspected for years," he says quietly. "Not the full mechanism or the failsafe specifically, not until the elders explained it just now. But I suspected your mother's death wasn't the accident everyone believed it to be. I had no proof, only instinct and fragments she left behind before she died.""You suspected, and you said nothing. For years." My vo

"I heard what happened. With Jaxton."Dean is waiting near the fence line when I finally leave the medical tent, moonlight catching the steady, unbothered set of his shoulders, none of the desperation or instability that's defined every previous conversation between us. He looks fully like himself again, or fully like the version of himself he wants me to see now."You shouldn't have heard anything. That was a private conversation.""Word travels fast in a camp this small, especially after a day like today." He falls into step beside me as I walk, not quite touching, careful in a way that feels deliberate rather than accidental. "I'm not here to gloat, if that's what you're expecting. I'm here because I think you deserve better than people who keep secrets from you when the truth actually matters.""That's rich, coming from you." I keep walking, refusing to give him the satisfaction of slowing down. "You withheld informati

"The border attack proves this asset requires centralized protection, not divided attention split across three competing parties."The council member speaking is one I don't recognize well, an older representative from a neighboring territory brought in given the scale of yesterday's assault. I sit near the front of the reconvened hall, exhaustion still heavy in my bones, listening to myself get discussed like inventory rather than a person present in the room."With respect," Whitfield says carefully, "Delaney Reeves is not an asset. She's a pack member under threat, and this council's obligation is to her safety and her choices, not simply to strategic advantage.""Her safety and strategic advantage aren't mutually exclusive," Silas counters smoothly, standing near the front alongside the visiting representatives. "Centralized protection under Graystone's resources, resources with fifteen years of documented tracking on this exact thr

"Graystone is withdrawing from the border treaty."Silas's formal letter arrives at the pack hall by midmorning, and my father reads it aloud to the assembled council with grim, careful precision. "Effective immediately, all shared patrol agreements, resource sharing, and mutual defense obligations between Graystone and Hallow Pine are suspended pending resolution of, and I quote, 'unaddressed security concerns regarding bloodline asset protection.'""He's punishing us for the council's ruling," Jaxton says, jaw tight, standing near the front beside my father. "Punishing Delaney for refusing his son, dressed up as strategic necessity.""It's more than punishment." My father sets the letter down, expression heavy. "Without Graystone's fighters supplementing our eastern patrols, we're dangerously thin along exactly the border Thomas's people already demonstrated they're willing to attack. This isn't just political retaliation. It's a genuine weakening of our actual defenses, timed preci