The great hall had been transformed into a makeshift courtroom. Long tables faced each other across the polished wood floor, with the Council investigators seated at the head like judges. Every sanctuary resident sat on one side, the pack members filling in behind them, a wall of solidarity.
On the other side sat Lydia and several traditional Alphas who'd come to support her claims.
I sat between Duke and Riley, my hands clenched so tight my knuckles had gone white.
The lead investigator stood, a tall woman with silver-streaked black hair and eyes like flint. "I am Councilor Margaret Reeves," she announced, her voice carrying easily through the silent hall. "I've served on the Wolf Council for twenty three years, and I've never seen allegations quite like these."
She opened a leather
