Bailey’s POV
Just as the words left my mouth, Rider acted immediately.
“I’ll handle it,” he said calmly, gently patting my shoulders.
“What do you mean by that?” I asked.
He didn’t answer. He simply walked out of the room. I heard him snap his fingers, signaling to the guards.
“I’ll call you when I need you,” he said before shutting the door.
I sat on my bed and waited. The summons didn’t take long.
A guard arrived shortly after and escorted me to the central courtyard. It was already filled when I arrived.
The pack’s most influential warriors lined the perimeter in formal formation. Council members stood along the marble steps. Servants clustered near the arches, whispering nervously about the sudden summons.
They murmured, trying to understand what was happening.
At the front o
