Cyril’s POV
I felt so much tension swirling around me even as I woke up. . . I could feel it before I even stepped out of my chambers. The servants who usually greeted me with lowered eyes and quiet respect looked uneasy. Their movements were hurried, their voices low when they thought I could not hear. The news of my words in the hall had already spread through the manor and into the pack. I don't even care to react, today they are free to act as it makes them comfortable.
I walked through the corridors with steady steps. The council had tried to warn me yesterday, but it was not just the council I had to face. It was the pack. Every member would have an opinion, and most of them would not agree with me.
When I entered the council chamber again, the elders were already waiting. Their f
