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I hadn’t even spared her condition a single thought while locking myself in my own grief. “You’re the future Beta, Calloway. Start acting like it,” Ian commanded coldly. “This is an organized council, and we make decisions based on our pack rules. Your interruption is not welcome. Go sit down so we can begin.” “Begin what? This doesn’t deserve a trial,” Nate countered, refusing to back down. “Well, that’s why we have a council to make decisions don’t we?” Ian’s gaze gleamed with a chilling amusement, completely setting Nate up to challenge the council’s power.

"To help yourself. Remember? You told me that before." She licked her lips. Kaniji was a petite Japanese beauty. Her long, silky black hair was always worn up on the top of her head in beautiful designs. She was hundreds of years old. When you looked at her you saw someone smart enough to make it this far mostly by manipulation and backstabbing. My predecessor on the Council had been her longtime lover, as had Tony. She had double reason for hating me, but I wasn't scared.

Chapter 44: Plot to Take over Luna Sunnane – Crescent Moon Pack, Council Chamber The room was cold, the shadows stretching longer as the sun dipped below the horizon. The large oak table at the center of the council chamber was darkened with the weight of the decisions that had been made within its walls. The tension in the air was thick, like the scent of blood after a battle. I leaned against the stone wall, my arms crossed over my chest, glaring at the scene before me. The voices of the elders, once full of reverence and power, now felt like an incessant hum in my ears.

Don’t fucking lie; I can hear it in your voice. I sighed as I stared out the window. I didn’t want to lie, but I would rather not tell Dad how bad it really was, or he’d come down here and kill my mate before I had the chance to do it myself. ‘We had this meeting this morning with some old dudes. The council—they called it. They seemed to have a lot of power, and they were talking to me like I was supposed to become this quiet, demure Luna who should birth a litter of pups for prosperity, and goddess knows what.’ Dad growled, ‘what the fuck?’

Fuyu rarely got this stressed, and I was sure it was due to the discovery of innocent kids being trained to be top-notch assassins. "His story is questioningly bizarre because if he's right about the mystery man being from the council, then there's something very fucked up brewing." Fuyu's anger grew overwhelmingly at my words: "I've never liked that rotten council for anything but this... This will never be let go. I will never let this slide, and I will make sure I tear them from limb to limb, flesh from bones. They'd wish they never fucked with me." "Feeling heroic?" I tipped my brow at him with a smirk.

*Continuing Book II. This chapter focuses on the fragile alliance between the North and the South, the terrifying nature of the new enemy, and the realization that Leo’s power—once infinite— might now be his greatest vulnerability. HELEN’S P.O.V. The concept of "The Council" had changed in ten years. Once, they were the terrifying overlords who ruled from high-rise penthouses in Sanctum. Now, they were a fractured, paranoid coalition trying to hold onto power in a

Storming away from the balcony into her chambers nadir seats in her arm chair fuming with anger, she almost blew it off out there succumbing to her anger but caged it all in and luckily Jason left just before all hell was let loose, "What do they take me for? A puppet alpha?" Nadir had never liked the idea of having a council she always though it to be a dumb thing, she felt a council was nothing but just a waste of time why would she ask couple of dumb old people for permission before making decisions?,

She never brought it up again. God, I missed Narine's voice. Her presence. Her stillness in chaos. I wasn't sure how much longer I could keep pretending I was okay. And now the Council had started whispering again, talks of me choosing a mate before the year was up. Politics. Legacy. Power consolidation. All the same bullshit excuses they always used to mask their discomfort with seeing me like this. But I heard them as I stood behind the onyx door, masking my presence. "If he doesn't secure a mate, we'll have instability..."

Her voice carried like wind through branches: “Maya, chosen mate of Alpha Conan, do you come of your own will, to bind yourself to this pack, to its people, to its future?” My throat was dry as desert sand. Every eye sharpened on me, waiting for hesitation, for weakness. I drew breath, steadying the tremor in my chest. “I do,” I said, my voice soft but carrying. The council sat in a row like vultures. I could feel their gaze carving into me, some cold, some calculating. And then one of them, too careless with his tongue, or perhaps too bold, leaned toward his neighbor and muttered, just loud enough for the hall to hear:

"That's my girl." As we left the room to join the others, I felt the bond between us pulsing stronger than ever. The High Council might be coming, but they would find us united, ready to fight for our love and our future. The shadows of the hallway seemed to stretch out before us, a reminder of the darkness we would face, but also of the light we carried within us.