Cassian
Elvira didn’t do this.
I clenched my fists beneath the table as they read the charges aloud. Poisoning and Treason. Attempted assassination of Alpha Jaxon. Each word was more ridiculous than the last. My jaw twitched, my wolf pacing inside me, restless and angry.
Jaxon was still unconscious. Barely breathing. The poison had been slow, yet fast, meant to look like someone deliberately tried to kill him. And unfortunately for Elvira, she’d made that tea.
Celina had made sure everyone knew that.
The moment I heard her name linked to the incident, something in me snapped. The memory of her face that night, stormy eyes, trembling hands, as she nearly jumped off that cliff burned into my skull.
She hadn’t cried. But her silence told me otherwise.
I stood before the council, my voi
