Emma's POV
The council chamber loomed over me like a dark cloud. I tried to keep myself steady, but my legs felt like they were going to give out any second. The men sitting at the long table, old and stern, spoke in low voices.
I swallowed, more nervous than I'd been a minute ago. Perry, Selene’s father, sat among them, his eyes drilling into me with a coldness that sent chills down my spine.
One of the elders leaned forward, his voice rough and dismissive. “She is not one of us. She doesn’t understand our ways. To let her defy our laws would be to undermine the Crescent Pack itself.”
Another elder, an older man with a balding head and a white beard, shook his head slowly. “She is but a child in our world,” he countered. “She knows nothing of our traditions or the consequences of br
