Chapter 144 The Silverpine Reveal
- BRAHAM’S POV
- The Council chamber was a cathedral of judgment, and today, I was the one presiding over the trial of our future. As I stood before the heavy oak doors, I could feel the vibrations of a hundred restless wolves through the stone beneath my boots.
- The air was thick with the scent of predatory skepticism—a sharp, metallic tang of doubt that usually preceded a kill.