Chapter 44 Forty Four
- RYAN’S POV
- The council room was filled with egoistic men, and too many years of useless tradition. I sat at the head, fingers drumming slow against the table, jaw locked, trying not to snap while the Elders talked in circles about the same thing they'd brought up three times already—territory lines, rogue patrols, old treaties we didn’t even follow anymore.
- Beta Derek stood at the wall, arms folded, silent, waiting like always.