Queen of Wolves
She is adjusting the atmosphere before it cracks.
“Your Majesty,” she says smoothly, “if there are concerns, they can be addressed through proper channels. Reports can be reviewed. Records presented.”
My Beta moves before I do.
“With respect,” he says firmly, “this is beyond paperwork.”
Ryder’s gaze sharpens. “Beyond paperwork?” he repeats, tone cooling.
One of my elders, Marcus, steps forward with deliberate calm. “We have received troubling accounts,” he says. “Wolves vanishing. Punishments escalating beyond lawful correction. Ritual gatherings that have not been approved by the crown.”
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