"You had no right!" Elder Marcus’s voice trembled with fury as he pointed an accusing finger at Draven. The pack gathered under the pale moonlight, their eyes gleaming with a mix of fear and outrage. The Beta's lifeless body lay crumpled on the ground, blood seeping into the soil.
Draven stood tall, his expression carved from stone. "He was a traitor. His deceit endangered every one of you."
Whispers rippled through the crowd, doubt and fear spreading like wildfire.
"He was loyal until she came," another elder spat, his eyes narrowing at me. "Ever since the weak wolf arrived, chaos has followed."
I clenched my fists, my chest tightening. "The Beta tried to kill your Alpha," I said, forcing my voice to stay steady. "How is that loyalty?"
"You shouldn't even be here," a younger wolf sne
