LENA'S POV:
Immediately The Chief Councilor stepped forward, his voice was loud, demanding attention. "This isn’t over!" he roared. "I challenge you, Alpha! For the right to lead!" His eyes blazing with fury, narrowing the space between himself and Demien.
"You think you have what it takes to lead, Alpha?" he sneered. "You think you can just waltz in and claim what’s mine? You’ll have to do better than that."
Demien remained steady, his expression calm and composed. "I’ve never wanted anything that wasn’t rightfully earned," he replied, his voice low but carrying through the crowd. "If you have evidence to prove your claims, present it now."
The Chief Councilor's lip curled. "Evidence?" he spat. "You want evidence? How about the whispers in the shadows, the doubts in the eyes of those
