Ayla's POV
My hands clenched into fists at my sides as my nails were digging deeply into my palms.
No matter how hard I try, my body's shaking with mix of fury and grief. And each syllable, each words and each reaction I see was enough to hasten the knife Elder Edmund plunged into my heart.
"My thirst for revenge will keep burning as long as your alive, Elder Edmund. You destroyed my family, my life...everything.”
Despite the threat I said, he remained emotionless as if the anger I felt at this moment will forever stay beneath him.
“The Silverlines were too strong, Ayla,” he said with a calm and calculating voice like he's innocently justifying his war crimes. "Your pack was too influential, too powerful. They could easily destroy the balance of the packs and we couldn’t let that hap
