The Grand Pavilion was packed to capacity once more, its tiered galleries filled with pack elders, regional enforcers, and high-ranking dignitaries who had caught wind of an emergency disciplinary hearing. At the center of the obsidian floor stood Vivienne Laurent, he

By late afternoon, the fallout from the assembly had reduced Vivienne’s political empire to smoking rubble. The High Council had immediately placed her under formal investigation for abuse of administrative authority and malicious framing, while Damien’s enforcers sy

The disciplinary tribunal in the High Council chamber was a masterclass in bureaucratic execution. The vaulted stone room, smelling faintly of ozone and old dust, was packed with regional elders, pack leaders, and council judges whose expressions were set in