KAEL’S POV
The grand hall was thick with tension, the air heavy with the weight of decisions that could alter the fate of our kind. The murmurs of the gathered Alphas rumbled like a distant storm, each voice filled with either urgency or restraint. Shadows flickered along the towering stone walls, cast by the dim glow of the chandeliers overhead, their golden light unable to soften the sharp edges of the conversation.
I sat at the head of the long, polished table, my fingers resting against the armrest of my chair, listening. Observing. Measuring every word before I spoke. This wasn’t just a meeting—it was a battle of ideologies, and I had no intention of making a careless move.
“This is a declaration of war,” Alpha Reynard growled, his deep voice echoing through the hall. His thick arm
