CASSIAN
The chamber was packed tighter today. Good.
I stood at the front with Lyra beside me, the USB drive heavy in my pocket like a loaded gun. The video was short but damning—clear, high-quality footage from the gala night where Aria's eyes had flashed silver the moment Victor made his ridiculous claim. It wasn't much on its own, but paired with my words, the right tone, and the fear already simmering in the room, it would be enough to turn the tide.
Aria didn't belong here. She never had. She was a stain on everything our world stood for—a human who had somehow wormed her way into the most powerful alpha's bed and now threatened to unravel centuries of tradition.
Today, the pack would finally see her for what she was.
ARIA
The next morning felt like walking back int
