Bea’s POV
The hall felt like a war zone, tension crackling in the air as whispers ricocheted off the walls. My heart pounded in my chest, desperate to get Lila to see the urgency of the situation, yet I felt a wave of disbelief wash over the pack as they listened to her words.
“No, Marcus!” Lila cried out, tears streaming down her face. “You can’t let her convince you that there's a threat! It’s not real; it’s just panic! You don’t understand what you’re doing by making all of this… I’m fine. This doesn’t need to turn into a production!”
The frustration boiled inside of me. I watched as concern shifted to disbelief in the eyes of the pack. How could they dismiss Lila’s fears when she clearly felt so threatened? It was maddening. “Lila, stop! You can’t brush this off! There are real dang
