Chapter 73

***Ronan point of view***

The council chamber felt like a tomb.

I sat at the long oak table, staring at the faces around me. My father at the head, his Alpha power filling the room like smoke. My mother beside him, her expression cold as winter stone. Elder Morrison, Elder Blackwood, Elder Kane, all of them watching me like vultures waiting for something to die.

And across from me sat Celeste, her hands folded perfectly in her lap, her smile sharp as a ...