Calla’s POV
The Elders gathered privately again—seemingly a regular occurrence whenever I said something that complicated their neat rules. Kane and I stood in the arena with Luna, Jake, and a growing group of supernatural spectators who were intrigued by the mess my situation had turned into.
“You know you just made everything a lot more complicated,” Jake said, though his tone had a hint of approval. “Most defendants try to avoid conflict with the Tribunal. You’re basically changing the rules as we go.”
“She’s not changing them,” Luna corrected. “She’s bringing to light laws that powerful men have been conveniently overlooking for centuries. There’s a big difference.”
When the Elders finally returned, Elder Moira looked like she had just been in a heated debate. The Chief Elder’s exp
