87. Lorenzo
My eyes, cold as steel, locked onto Antonio’s. The room seemed to hold its breath, an uncomfortable silence thickening the air.
When Javier heard what one of my council men said, he smiled sinisterly from where he was lying on the ground. It was as if he was telling me that he has won.
“Councilman Antonio,” I growled, my voice cutting through the tension like a blade, “are you suggesting that I should have left a defenseless woman to suffer at the hands of a tyrant?”
Antonio’s eyes flickered, uncertainty crossing his features as he hesitated. “It’s just—”
“I will not justify protecting someone in need of protection to anyone,” I interrupted, my tone unwavering and final. “Unless you all have forgotten that the Alpha’s duty is to protect his pack—and anyone who needs it. E
