The council chamber was as oppressive as always—the five council members seated high on their chairs, the air thick with dominance and judgment. The long sides of the hall were lined with Alphas from different packs, each with their own agendas, their own grudges.
And there he was. Kaizan.
The bastard was grinning, as if he’d been waiting for this moment. But whatever he was hoping to see, he was going to be disappointed tonight.
Most importantly, we couldn’t let him see Eira. No one here knew her... except Kaizan. That alone made him dangerous.
If Kaizan recognised her and he told everyone about what she’d done—these vultures would use it as leverage to force Kael into sharing her.
Because she was a criminal and criminals didn’t deserve any respect but were meant to suffer for their life or to pay for their crimes. The council will straight order us to hand her over and then decide her fate on their own, planning her entire life ahead nothing but as a breeder.
"Alpha Kael," Jeffery’s voice cut across the hall, dripping with that smug grin he always wore. "Welcome back to the council."
His gaze tried to snake past Kael, tried to pierce through our formation to find the shadow walking among us. But we stood like a wall of stone, immovable, blocking every angle.
Kael met his gaze, unyielding, standing before Eira like a mountain shielding its heart. "I trust the council has a valid reason for summoning us here under the guise of interpreting our revenge play."
Jeffery’s lips curved into that sanctimonious smile of his. "Oh, of course. That is precisely why we called you—and why every Alpha from the packs has gathered." He raised his voice, letting it echo with false righteousness. "We received word that your home was attacked while you were here at the council last night, Alpha Kael. It saddened us greatly. But what saddened us even more was that you did not bring the matter before the council to let us... handle it for you."
Kael’s voice was calm, but edged. "I can handle my pack’s matters on my own. The council should focus on governing the issues that truly demand its attention."
Jeffery pressed on, feigning sincerity. "I do not doubt your strength, Alpha Kael. Yet the council has always been the guardian of the werewolf world, and so it becomes our duty to assist you as well. I give you my word—the culprit will be found, and they will be punished."
Kael raised a brow. "How does the council intend to punish the culprit?"
"As per the council rules," Jeffery replied smoothly.
"The culprit is already here," Kael said, his tone deceptively calm. But we all knew Kael well enough—his calmness was never peace, it was the silence before a storm.
"Alpha Kael, the council must first investigate and gather proofs," Jeffery pressed, his eyes flicking toward Patric as though to reassure him. "We must decide who is truly guilty."
"I have enough proof already," Kael stated flatly.
"But the council must conduct its own investigation," Jeffery countered. "We cannot allow innocent lives to be destroyed."
The bastard was already moving to declare Patric innocent. The other council members sided with him as well.
"Are you finished?" Kael asked. His voice dropped lower, colder, and his gaze darkened with authority. "Now listen to me as you are so adamant in playing by the law."
Every Alpha in the chamber tensed, the air bristling with unease at Kael’s challenge. His voice had the weight of command, and no one dared draw breath too loudly.
"By law of the werewolf world, the council steps in only after the victim’s pack struck back against their assailants and spilled blood to settle the revenge and their hurt pride. The council’s duty is only to prevent escalation after the revenge has been settled, and not to rob Alphas of their right to justice."
Jeffery’s gaze hardened. By bringing all the Alphas here using their greed of getting their hands on the pureblood shewolf and acting all righteous, he thought he could corner Kael, corner us, but he was yet to face the bitter truth.
"Looking at your expressions, it seems that my words failed to make a sense to your old brain. So allow me to explain clearly," Kael continued, his deep and dignified voice echoed in the hall.
Kael’s eyes blazed. "Then I will personally escort you to the graves of the guards and commandos we buried. Do not ever dare to consider the life of a single one of my people insignificant. As Alpha, I will take revenge even if you kill a rat in my territory—let alone my own men."

Kael turned on him, his expression calm, but his gaze dark. "I have taken my revenge. Now, by your own law, the council may proceed with its farce of meddling and pretend to establish peace."
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