Marcus's eyes narrowed, his gaze never leaving Lila's face. "What are you talking about?" he repeated, his voice low and menacing.
Lila held her ground, the book still clutched in her hand. "We know the truth," she said, her voice steady. "We know what you've been hiding."
The pack around us seemed to stir, sensing the tension in the air. Some of them sat up, their eyes fixed on Marcus with a mixture of curiosity and suspicion.
Marcus's face twisted into a snarl. "You don't know anything," he spat. "You're just a foolish little wolf who thinks she knows better than me."
I took a step forward, my heart racing. "We have proof," I said, my voice firm. "We have the truth."
Marcus sneered at me. "What truth?" he taunted. "What could you possibly know that I don't?"
Lila held up the book.
