Draven's POV
"It's time to start talking, Gilbert. Where the hell is Howard?" I demanded.
Gilbert's face twisted into a cynical smirk. "I'm not stupid, Alpha. I want everything documented and signed by the Council, guaranteeing I won't face execution and that my assets and my family's standing within the pack won't be touched."
Alaric growled inside me, pushing against my control.
"Gilbert," I said in Alpha voice,"first of all, you're not in a position to demand anything. Second, you don't have any assets. Everything you think you have, you stole from me and this pack. Third, you don't set conditions here. You tell what you know, and the Council decides how to improve your situation."
"Well, then you figure it out," Gilbert crossed his arms with a smug smile on his face.
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