Bramwell's POV
Summer brought two developments.
The first was the completion of the exile abolition's first phase: forty-seven wolves formally reinstated across five territories, their status restored, their records amended. A small ceremony at the council's fourth session, brief but real, the kind of moment that is quiet in proportion to how much it matters.
Lenora stood at the front of the room and read the names.
All forty-seven.
Not rushed. Each one clearly, the way names deserve to be read. It took twelve minutes. Nobody left the room or looked away.
When she finished, Corvan — who was sitting in the third row — had both hands pressed flat on his thighs and was looking at the ceiling. When he brought his eyes back down, they were clear. He had done his crying privately and had s
