Aarhea’s Point of View
The council chamber was packed when the gavel struck again.
Sunset poured through the high windows, painting everything blood-red. The air was heavy, thick with judgment.
Jake was dragged in once more, his wrists chained. His eyes found me. Just one look, and I swore my heart screamed louder than my thoughts.
The High Councilor’s voice rang out.“We reconvene to hear the testimonies regarding the night of the rogue attack. Let truth guide us.”
Logan stepped forward first, full of confidence.“I was stationed at the west gate,” he began.
“I fought until the rogues fell back. But when I returned, Jake was gone. Missing.”
He looked at the council, then at me, smirking.“Missing, at the height of battle. What Alpha abandons his pack?”
Jake growled. “I was at the riv
