38: SUSPECT

Maria was not shocked to see me. As Alpha Jo’s sister, she held a commanding presence in the room, speaking with authority that seemed to turn the other Alphas into her puppets. Every word she uttered was met with nods and murmurs of agreement. It was clear she wielded considerable influence over them. The grand hall of Nashville, usually a place of unity, felt like a stage where Maria pulled all the strings.

I stood, my gaze fixed on her. "This strategy is wrong," I declared, my voice cutting through the murmurs. The room fell silent, all eyes turning to me. Maria’s expression hardened, a flicker of annoyance crossing her face.

Alpha Garin, already known for his quick temper, rose from his seat. "Who are you to challenge our decisions?" he demanded, his voice booming. "We’ve followed Maria’s guidance because it’s sound."

I met his glare, without any fear or intimidation. "I am the only one here who has actually faced the bandits and defeated them. I know their tactics, their weakness