Chapter 81 Hope

• Wendy's POV
• “What do you mean he's dead?” I snarled, my voice ringing out in the sudden quiet of the council room. Every muscle in my body was tense, ready to attack.
• Mord, looking scared, stuttered, “My Alpha King, I... I swear, I left him in the cell like you told me. I just went to clean up quickly. I didn’t want to look dirty at the pack house.” His hands moved nervously, as if trying to undo what had happened. “I was only gone for a few minutes. When I came back, I found him... he was having a seizure... and then... he just died.”