Chapter Eighty Two

CHRIS

From the moment Cade's lifeless body was found in the dungeon, I had a deep suspicion that one of the elders was involved in this mischief.

"Get me Orvyn," I demanded.

I sat in the courtroom, grappling with the weight of the recent events, my mind churned with suspicion and great uncertainty.

"Are you sure of what you're doing?" Lucy asked. "Are you sure Orvyn is the killer?"

"I'm certain he's responsible for all that has happened so far," I said.

I recalled the night, the pack had been attacked under Cade's lead, how the guards at the gate had been rendered unconscious. One of the guards had informed me that Orvyn had offered them drinks before they had succumbed to unconsciousness. It was a revelation that had fueled my suspicions.

The guards securing the dungeon had also been poisoned which made me believe that he had a hand in Cade's death. He probably was hiding something and feared that Cade would reveal the truth.

Orvyn was led to the courtroom, bound with hands and fee