DEMIEN'S POV:
Rex walked toward me, holding a stack of papers. He handed them to me, I flipped through them quickly. As I flipped them my expression grew darker with every page I turned. My muscles tightened. I handed the documents back to Rex and stepped forward, my voice commanding.
"You accuse me of weakness, yet here are records of your dealings with outsiders, your secret meetings and betrayals. You’ve been plotting against your own pack!" I said in anger.
The Chief Councilor scoffed, but there was a hint of uncertainty in his eyes now. "You’re grasping at straws, Alpha. Trying to distract yourself from your own failings!"
My lips curled into a smile, but it was cold, humorless. "If that were true, why are you so afraid?"
The Chief Councilor growled, his muscles tensing as if re
