Chapter 31 Kill Two Birds With One Stone

• The air in the werewolf hall was thick and cold, pressing down on Elara like a physical weight. Her knees were numb against the stone floor, but the searing, white-hot rage that churned in her core was far more agonizing.
• “She must be punished, Alpha. No matter what!” Elder Bernard, his face a mask of self-righteous fury, stabbed a finger in her direction. His eyes, burning with a zealous conviction, reminded her sickeningly of Lyra’s own obsessive gaze.
• “My daughter is loyal, Alpha! Loyal, and wrongfully accused for trying to speak the truth about this… this slave girl!”