Chapter 106
Zeraphine's POV
The council chamber was packed.
Elders, Betas, high-ranking wolves—every seat was filled, the room brimming with power and scrutiny. Yet, despite its grand size, it felt suffocatingly small, the walls closing in with the weight of unspoken accusations.
The tension in the air was thick, pressing down like an impending storm, charged with unease and barely restrained fury. The scent of aged parchment and polished wood did little to mask the undercurrent of dominance clashing in the room.
I walked in with my head high, my steps steady, refusing to let the weight of their stares affect me. They expected weakness. They would find none.
Varin was already there, his expression dark, his jaw clenched so tightly I wondered if he might crack a tooth. His shoulders
