CASSIAN’S POV
The council room was starting to feel like a tomb. For three straight hours, the elders had been bickering over maps, border security, and the logistics of the upcoming alliance banquet. Their voices droned on and on, bouncing off the high stone walls until the constant, repetitive noise made my jaw ache from clenching it. My wolf was pacing the edges of my mind, irritated and ready to tear the room apart just to make them shut up.
I couldn't take another minute of it. Before I lost my temper completely and did something that would cause a political disaster, I cut Elder Thomas off mid-sentence. I stood up, muttered a brief order to my Betas to handle the rest of the paperwork, and walked out of the room without waiting for a response.
The heavy oak doors slammed shut behi
