Layla's POV
Gabriel hadn't moved from where he stood inside, but his wolf's oppressive aura only seemed to grow thicker around us. His eyes were fixed intently on Kian, and his jaw was clenched hard.
"Careful," Gabriel said, his voice steady, "Don't say anything now that you're going to regret."
Kian ignored him. His gaze locked on me, unrelenting.
"Do you think the council will accept this? Do you think your precious independence means more than your duty? You'd throw away an alliance between the Whitecrowns and the Gravehides for this?" He thrust his hand disdainfully toward Gabriel. "For him?!"
"The alliance was never mine to save," I snorted in disgust, "It was just a chain that I was hoping could work, but clearly I was wrong. So the obvious choice was for me to cut i
