Chapter 43 Father's Command

• Sage
• THREE DAYS LATER
• I strode into the council chamber of Black Claws Pack, the heavy oak doors swinging shut behind me with a thud that echoed off the stone walls. The elders were already seated around the massive round table, carved with our insignia—a snarling wolf encircled by thorns. Their faces turned toward me as one, a mix of respect and wary tension in their eyes. No one spoke until I took my place at the head, the high-backed chair creaking under my weight.