~Caleb~
The silence that followed was absolute. Every wolf in the room stared at the floating text, at the last words of a woman who had seen too much, known too much.
"My father..." I began, my voice rougher than I intended. "You killed him, didn't you?"
For the first time since I'd known him, Elder Thorne looked genuinely shaken. "Gregory made his choice," he said finally. "As Helen made hers. They both refused to see the bigger picture."
"Which was what?" I demanded, stepping closer. "Control? Power? The ability to determine which wolves get to evolve and which remain bound by ancient limitations?"
"Survival!" Thorne snapped, his careful facade cracking. "Do you think humanity will accept us if they discover what we truly are? They fear what they cannot control. The Algorithm would
