REID
I entered the Great Hall, and the whispers dissipated into nothing. The pack members bowed their heads, acknowledging my presence.
General Silas was chained, hanging from the ceiling. I stopped in front of him, my hand landing on the hilt of my sword.
"Reid?" Mira whispered from the crowd. "Your scent... who did you mark?" She asked, her face turning as pale as a sheet.
I ignored her question, keeping my gaze on her father. "Silas?" I called, and he slowly lifted his head.
"My daughter is innocent," he rasped as his tired eyes finally landed on mine. "Please show her some mercy."
"What is he talking about?" Mira questioned in disbelief. "I didn't kill Alpha Marcus," she argued.
"Not you, sweetheart," General Silas explained in a gentle tone. "I meant my biological daughter,
