Chapter 17: Elder's Fury and Pack's Judgment
(Grace’s POV)
Helena's violet-gold eyes pierced right through me, unwavering and powerful despite the frailty of her body. The room felt heavy, as though the air itself knew I was about to face something I didn’t want to confront. Her voice, though soft, carried the weight of her authority.
"Grace," she said sharply, letting no argument enter the space between us. "Contact Alexander. Now."
I sat frozen, my hands gripped tightly together in my lap. I felt the enormity of the request settle over me. My throat felt dry, like swallowing shards of glass.
The last time I used the mate bond was when I was robbed.
But he said: Handle it.
I didn't want to suffer this again.
"I can’t," I whispered finally, breaking the silence. My voice so
