Amara’s breath caught in her throat, and she instinctively moved closer to Darius, feeling his protective presence beside her. “Justice?” Darius echoed, his tone sharp. “What are you talking about?” Killian stepped forward, his gaze never leaving Amara. There was a cold, calculating look in his eyes, and a cruel smile tugged at his lips. “It’s about your precious Luna, Darius,” he said, his voice dripping with venom. “It’s about the crime she committed against my pack… against my family.” Darius’s eyes narrowed, his muscles tensing. “What are you accusing her of, Killian?” Killian’s smile widened, and he looked around at the gathered Alphas, his voice rising to address them all. “I’m accusing Amara of murder,” he declared, his words cutting through the morning air like a knife. “She ki