Chapter 106

• Wren’s POV
• The office felt smaller than usual, the weight of the council still pressing down on me. I sank into the high-backed chair behind my desk, gripping the edges until my knuckles ached. My mind replayed the council’s accusations, the revelation about my mother, and the deaths on our riverbank.
• Every thought hammered against my skull, every memory scraped raw nerves. Silence pressed against my ears, heavy and suffocating.