EMBER'S POV
The council chamber is packed to the walls.
Every seat in the gallery is filled. Wolves are standing along the back, crowding the doorways, craning their necks for a better view.
Word has spread through the Summit like wildfire—the Lycan King's case reaches its conclusion today, and everyone wants to witness the c*****e.
I sit beside Knox at the defendant's table, my hands clasped in my lap to hide the trembling. I barely slept last night.
Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Gale's finger dragging across his throat. Saw my mother's satisfied smile.
Saw the future stretching ahead of me—back in that house, back in that marriage, back to being slowly erased until there was nothing left of me but a ghost who knew how to smile on command.
Knox's hand finds mine under the tabl
