Chapter 94

• “I don’t think they’re going to listen, Ava.” Grayson’s voice was sharp, his frustration palpable. We were sitting in the meeting room, the pack’s leaders gathered around the long wooden table. The tension was thick, and the air felt heavy with uncertainty.
• I glanced around at the faces of those who had once pledged their loyalty to me. Some were hesitant, others were downright skeptical. Their doubt was written all over their faces, and it was as though they were waiting for me to prove I could lead them through the chaos that still loomed over us.
• I pushed my chair back and stood, my gaze steady as I faced the room. “They will listen, Grayson. I’m not giving them a choice.”