Penelope POV
"Sit down, Tallulah," Lord Cooper said, his voice cutting through the heavy air of the Westview boardroom.
Tallulah did not sit. The Nexus-Wind Beta remained on her feet, her chair scraping loudly against the polished floorboards. "I do not recognize this appointment."
"The decision is final," Cooper replied.
"According to ancient Pack law, any member may invoke a Challenge of Honour against a major appointment," Tallulah said, her voice rising to a sharp, tight pitch. She pointed a finger straight across the long table, aiming it at my chest. "Penelope is an exile. A stray from the Blue-Claw Pack. She is completely unfit to lead Westview. Look at what she did last night in that pub. She brutalised a fellow werewolf under our protection. Such mindless cruelty disqualifies
