It did not break from the outside.
It broke from the inside.
Not the Court.
Not Gregory.
Not dampening or amplification.
It broke in a place I had thought we had finally stabilized.
Silvermoon.
Caden stood in the center of the great hall, facing nearly half his pack.
I watched through the secured feed from the estate.
I had not gone.
This was his fight.
But that did not make it easier to witness.
“You’re not present enough,” Marcus Brennan said bluntly. “You’ve delegated too much. You’re absent at council sessions. You no longer lead training personally. And every decision is filtered through reform lenses.”
Caden didn’t raise his voice.
He didn’t need to.
“I’ve strengthened infrastructure so that Silvermoon doesn’t depend on one man’s presence to function.”
“That sounds li
