Chapter 84

• Fear proved to be a sharper motivator than any reasoning we could muster. The air in the meeting hall grew thick with an icy dread, pressing down on everyone until the truth became undeniable: we alone held the key to what they desired most—survival.
• Some still clung to their bitterness, even if it meant risking their families' lives. The hall echoed with muttered insults and curses. I could feel Stefano’s patience fraying, his simmering desire to silence those who defied us. Mine was wearing thin, too. But before either of us could act, Niccolo raised his voice.
• “If you think you can insult Luna Gianna or Alpha Stefano after they came here in peace, I suggest you think again!” he growled. “You’ll show them respect, or the bloodshed your reckless tongues provoke will be on your hands!”