She stood stunned, breath caught in her throat—heart racing.
Julian snarled, still struggling, still seething, barely restrained.
Alpha James moved in next, grabbing his son’s arm with both hands. “Stand down, now!” he barked.
But Julian’s eyes were locked on Elara—nothing else existed.
The fury in them scorched.
She stared back, rattled by the force of it. Was he going to kill her? Over that Omega?
The thought made her stomach turn.
No. It appalled her.
Alpha Garrick turned sharply toward his daughter, his face a mask of fury and panic.
“What did you do?” he demanded, voice taut with urgency.
Elara blinked, caught off guard. “I—I just did what I was supposed to.” Her voice faltered as she glanced between the stunned faces around her.
Then she looked back at Julian, her composure snapping back into place like a mask. “The Council will be coming for you too,” she taunted. “I was going to help you… defend your honor. But now?” Her smile twisted cruelly. “Now I’ll watch as they strip you of your title for failing to report a rogue.”
Before Julian could answer, Jace’s voice cut through the tension like a blade.
“But she’s not a rogue, is she, Alpha Garrick?”
All eyes shifted to the older Alpha.
Garrick’s face paled. His jaw flexed.
Julian shrugged off the two men holding him back, finding his composure.
“I suppose your father will have to explain why he kept an unregistered Lycan hidden in his pack for eighteen years.”
Elara and Christian looked stunned.
“What…?” Christian muttered.
Across the room, Garrick’s Luna—calm and calculating—turned to her mate, her voice sharp and low.
“Garrick. What is he talking about?”
Garrick’s eyes darted between them all—his family, Julian, James. The walls were closing in.
“Nothing. They’re speaking nonsense,” he growled. “We’re leaving.”


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