106. Athena
The hall crackled with tension, the air itself thick and suffocating expectation.
The eyes of the council members bore into me, cold and judgmental, like sharpened daggers poised to strike. The walls of the chamber seemed to shrink inwards, trapping me beneath the weight of their disdain and already formed opinions.
"Your Luna, alpha Javier, is shameless. In fact, she doesn’t even deserve to be called a Luna. She is a disgrace to the whole werewolf society," one of the elders spat, his voice a razor slicing through the silence.
The venom in his tone made my heart clench, and I shut my eyes tight, bracing myself for the sting of his words. By the time I was opening them and looking at the elders table again, I was a mask of tranquility though it was just a facade.
I was
