Luca’s POV
I went back to fulfill my mission.
I stood in the center of the council chamber, surrounded by cold, unyielding stares. My fists clenched at my sides, frustration burning in my chest. They didn’t see a reason. They didn’t want to.
“You deceived us, Luca,” Elden said, his voice sharp with authority. “You took control of the First Clan and concealed the killer in your midst.”
I grit my teeth. “I didn’t take anything. The First Clan was in ruins. Our people were scattered, hunted like prey. I stepped up because someone had to. Dorian was trying to attack me too.”
He scoffed. “And yet, you
conveniently withheld that Elara, accused of murdering one of our own, was under your protection. Tell me, Luca, what else have you been hiding?”
The weight of their accusations pressed do
