[Gabriel's POV]
Amidst the gathering dusk, the tension crackled in the air as accusations flew. Jake's voice rang out, venom dripping from his words as he accused me of being a traitor. His words struck like daggers, and I knew I had to defend myself.
"I'm not a traitor," I retorted, my voice unwavering despite the chaos that was unraveling around us. The gathered pack members watched, divided between curiosity and apprehension.
The argument escalated rapidly, the anger between us igniting like a wildfire. Jake's face contorted with rage as he lunged, his transformation into his wolf form both intimidating and terrifying. I braced myself as his powerful blow sent me hurtling into the air, my instincts kicking in to right myself before I landed.
In an instant, my own wolf took over, and
