“I couldn’t risk the scandal. Couldn’t risk the truth. Who would’ve believed me anyway? Even now, I see the doubt in your eyes. You all think I’m lying—but I swear on the Goddess, I’m not.”
The elders whispered among themselves in hushed tones, their faces a mixture of suspicion and calculation. Finally, the lead elder stood, his expression hardening as his gaze settled on Garrick.
“You’re right about one thing, Alpha Garrick,” he said coldly. “We don’t believe you. And we’ve heard enough.”
He turned to the guards. “Take them both into custody. Until we uncover the truth—and confirm that the girl does not pose a threat to this society—they are to be detained.”
A fresh wave of whispers stirred.
Kaelani’s heart slammed in her chest. “Stay away from me,” she warned, stepping back as the guards began to close in.
Two more joined the first pair, encircling her.
Four now.
Each one raised a taser, electricity crackling in the tense air.
Her body tensed, instincts screaming.
Across the room, Julian thrashed beneath the guards restraining him, rage bursting in his chest.
“Wait!” he shouted. “You can’t! She’s my mate!”
Elara’s entire body snapped rigid. Her head whipped toward him, eyes blazing, lips curling in disbelief. “What did he just say?” she hissed under her breath. Her fists clenched at her sides, jealousy and fury battling for dominance on her face.
“She’s my mate!” Julian yelled again, his voice cracking. “There are laws—laws that protect the mate of an Alpha!”
One guard drove his knee harder into Julian’s back, forcing a grunt of pain from his lungs, while the others wrenched his arms tighter behind him.
The elder didn’t flinch.
“Even if she is your mate, those laws do not apply in this circumstance,” he said flatly. “We will take the necessary precautions.”
A guard lunged forward, taser wand drawn, the electric current humming at the tip as he closed the distance to Kaelani.
But her hand shot up—fast, instinctive—and caught the crackling end mid-strike.
The sound of shock swept through the room like wind through leaves.
She stared at it in disbelief, her fingers curled around live electricity. The wand buzzed violently in her grip, yet she didn’t flinch. Didn’t fall.
The guard went still, eyes wide with panic. He tried to wrench it back, but her gaze lifted to his—and something shifted.
The violet in her eyes deepened, pulsed.
And then, with a growl building low in her throat, she sent the current surging back.
A flash of violet light burst from her hand, traveling up the wand and into the guard’s arm—a crackling whip of energy that launched him backwards like a ragdoll, crashing into the marble floor near the Elders’ platform with a bone-jarring thud.
Kaelani looked down at her hands, violet light still dancing across her fingertips like crackling embers. Her breath hitched—stunned by the raw, unshackled power that now pulsed through her veins.

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