Chapter 62 Fractures In Loyalty

• Moloque kept his gaze fixed on Percival, his expression heavy with concern. “This is not a challenge, Percival. It’s a legitimate worry. Atticus is flesh and blood, and the fight between you could tear our pack apart even further. We need to consider other options.”
• Moloque’s words reverberated through the hall, creating a tension among the council members. Some agreed with his perspective, murmuring among themselves, while others maintained a rigid expression, loyal to Percival.
• Percival violently stood from the throne, his face twisted with fury. “I am the leader of this pack, and my decisions are final. Atticus is no longer my blood—he is a challenger to my throne, and I will face him to show everyone that I am the true alpha.”