Lucas’s POV
The double doors to the Council’s chambers tower over me. Intricate carvings of the first werewolf and the Goddess decorate the doors—their story one that I heard many times as a young pup.
I’ve stood before these doors many times as the Alpha of my pack but never have I felt as much weight on my shoulders as I do now. There is so much riding on the outcome of Harper’s trial today.
The evidence and my arguments play in my mind over and over as I stand here. I can’t stop going over the testimonies, transport details from Logan’s computer, and Harper’s notes from her snooping in the dark web.
As I think, I force myself to stand still, crossing my arms and clenching my jaw. Levi prowls beneath my skin, ready to get this trial over with—ready for Harper to be proven innocent
