Ivy’s Point of View
The high council hall of the Silvermoon Pack was locked from the inside, Alpha Pius and Luna Attila of the Amber Fire Pack stood tall near the long table, their warriors lining the stone walls to force compliance.
"Alaric, your son has brought a big disgrace upon our royal lineage!" Alpha Pius roared, slamming his leather-gloved fist onto the table. "The evidence of the back hall chambers cannot be erased! Your son Bastian took my daughter Sarina’s virtue, and you will comply with our terms today."
"Calm your anger, Alpha Pius," Lord Khalid spoke up.
He exchanged a quick look with his wife, Lady Otessa, before turning to his brother.
"Brother, we must look at the reality here. The scandal is already traveling toward the capital. If we don’t settle this union right now, the Alpha King’s court will look down upon the Silvermoon Pack for breaking a high noble virtue."
Lady Otessa nodded quickly, her voice dripping with a fake, persuasive sympathy.
"My husband is right, Alpha Alaric. The Amber Fire Pack is a neighboring force. It is much wiser to agree to this matter and absorb the scandal into a marriage alliance rather than fighting a useless border war over a mistake."
Alpha Alaric’s jaw clenched, his eyes burning with a rage as he looked at them. He slowly turned his head toward the back of the room, where Bastian stood shivering.
"Bastian, stand forward," Alaric commanded.
Bastian stood up, and bowed his head in shame.
"Tell the council your own opinion. Do you accept the consequences of your actions in the capital palace?" Alpha Alaric asked.
Bastian didn’t even look at his Seraphina, who was sitting near the pillars, she look sad, and angry.
"I accept the terms, Father," Bastian publicly agreed, his voice flat and devoid of any spine. "I will take Sarina into my household to protect her honor and keep the peace between our territories."
"You pathetic, cowardly traitor!" Seraphina screamed, jumping up from her chair as her face.
Tears of humiliation burst from her eyes as she pointed a finger at her husband. "I am pregnant with your child, and you are bringing that lying, manipulative snake directly into our bedroom. I hate you."
The doors of the hall were suddenly thrown open with a bang. My uncle... Alpha Roland and his wife... Luna Camila of the Crescent Moon Pack rushed inside, their faces filled with a rage. They had traveled post-haste the moment the rumors of the banquet reached their pack.
"Get your hands off my daughter’s destiny, Pius!" Luna Camila angrily rebuked Sarina’s parents, as she marched straight toward them.
"Your daughter Sarina is a shameless, plotting wretch. She designed a horrific farce to frame Bastian, and now she tries to marry him just to steal the Luna-to-be position from my child. We see right through your disgusting trap!" Luna Camila defended.
Luna Attila let out a mocking laugh, stepping in front of her husband to meet Camila’s furious glare.

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