Ava’s POV
“You vile betrayer!” I shouted at Lucy, still struggling against the guards. “Let me go!”
Liam stood from his chair, his eyes blazing with rage and shock. “Release her,” he ordered the guards.
They hesitated, about to comply, when two elders rose. “No, Alpha Liam,” one countered. “You must think clearly. She’s a risk to us!”
“The Silverbloom flower she administered, whether for cure or harm, poses an undeniable danger to everyone,” the second elder declared.
“This demands attention—she needs to be questioned!” another suggested, and the rest agreed with nods. “She must be interrogated!”
Liam drew a breath, glancing my way before advancing. I caught that same expression from last night—a blend of affection overshadowed by skepticism.
It seemed like he was already hunting
