Chapter 26 Consequences

• THE WORDS WERE a direct usurpation—a betrayal that echoed through the Moonbind, a sharp, cold jab of disbelief and fury from Waldemar that sent a shiver through Selene. The hall fell into a suffocating silence, broken only by the ragged breaths of the assembled pack, their eyes wide with shock and anticipation.
• Waldemar stood unmoving for a long moment, his broad back to Selene, his body radiating a terrifying stillness. Then, slowly, he turned. His golden eyes, usually alight with sharp intelligence or burning possessiveness, were now pools of molten gold, pure Alpha fury stripped bare. His face was a mask of cold, lethal resolve.
• The roar that ripped from his throat was not merely a sound—it was a primal force, a wave of raw dominance that slammed into every wolf in the hall. Dozens flinched, some dropped to one knee in involuntary submission, their heads bowed, chests rising and falling in shallow, fearful breaths. The air crackled with the sheer weight of his power, forcing involuntary obedience from every fiber of their being.