The council chamber had never felt so cold.
I stood beside Kael while the great doors opened.
One by one, the Alphas entered.
Some looked angry.
Some looked afraid.
Others wouldn't even look at me.
I knew what they had heard.
Cursed.
Dangerous.
Moon Weaver.
Those words had followed me for too long.
But this time, they weren't being whispered behind my back.
They were being brought before the king.
Kael took his seat at the head of the table.
I remained standing beside him.
"Speak," he ordered.
Alpha Ronan of Frostvale stepped forward.
He was a broad man with silver threaded through his dark hair.
He slammed his palm against the table.
"You know why we're here."
Kael's expression didn't change.
"Then say it."
Ronan pointed at me.
"Her."
The room went silent.
"Your M
