They'd apparently forgotten how they'd been throwing each other under the bus at the enforcement headquarters just days ago, turning on each other like rabid wolves fighting over scraps.
Before long, it was time for the formal hearing to begin. The Council chamber had filled with witnesses, Council arbitrators, Thornwood Pack's senior members, business associates who had partnerships with the pack enterprise.
This was meant to be a private dissolution hearing, but Damon had apparently invited half the business community to witness it.
Damon and I took our designated positions before the raised arbitrator platform, with our respective advisors standing behind us—Thompson at my back, Serena hovering near Damon.
Damon cleared his throat, addressing the assembled witnesses before the Counc
