They had options.
Not comfortable ones — nothing about this situation was comfortable — but options.
Damien spread the relevant documentation across the desk and walked her through each one with the deliberate thoroughness of a man who had promised to stop managing what she knew and was keeping that promise.
A formal contest of the Council motion would buy time but not resolution. The Council would still deliberate, still potentially rule in Valdris's favor given his thirty years of cultivated influence with the elder families. Appealing on pack law grounds — Mira's formal Silverfang status, the sanctuary framework — strengthened the contest but didn't guarantee it.
Or there was the second option.
"There's a provision in pack law," Damien said, spreading a specific document between th
