They were surrounded by a crescent created by the council table. Michael sat at the head, his expression blank and his shoulders stiff.

Rowan's voice reverberated. "Selene from Blood Moon." Your Alpha has accused you of treason, deceit, and bloodline forging. How do you make a plea?

Despite the burns creeping up her arms, Selene raised her chin and grinned. "Afraid to live." That's all.

Anger rippled through the space.

Nira struck the table hard with her hand. "After putting the ...