The Alpha’s Bane
General Thorne’s eyes widened, flicking immediately to Lucan and then Beta Darian, disbelief written plain across his face.
Beta Darian leaned forward, his brows furrowed. “That’s a huge accusation, Alpha.”
General Thorne raised a hand, steady, calm. “Peace, Alpha. Let’s hear her out before judgment.”
Kael rose slowly from his chair, each movement deliberate, controlled. His hands clenched at his sides, then released, then clenched again.
He began to pace, each step hitting hard against the stone floor. His aura deepened, pressing down until several of them lowered their eyes instinctively, unable to meet his gaze.
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