The Howl of Truth
Caleb stood once more before the ancient stone chamber of the council, but this time, his steps were steady. He wasn’t the same omega who had been cast out years ago with pain in his eyes and rejection in his heart. This time, he came with fire in his blood—and the will of many at his back.
Elder Marrek eyed him from the central seat, gnarled hands folded atop his cane like a judge waiting to pass sentence.
“You asked to speak before the council again,” the elder said. “So speak. But know that no amount of sweet words will change the laws that govern us.”
Caleb didn’t flinch. “I’m not here to sweeten anything. I’m here to speak the truth you’ve spent decades trying to silence.”
Murmurs rippled through the seated elders. A few warriors and Betas stood against the wall
