SORAYAAs the council hall filled with tension, Lancelot, the council presiding over that day’s hearing, leaned forward with a smirk that twisted his features into something dark and satisfied. His voice rang out, cold and condescending.“Alpha Xaden,” Lancelot drawled, as though savoring every word, “I commend your loyalty to your chosen mate, misplaced though it may have been.” He gave a mocking sigh, his gaze sweeping over me as if I were little more than an unfortunate inconvenience. “But perhaps, Soraya,” he continued, “it was loyalty to something greater than a foreign mate that the pack needed.”Xaden’s hands clenched by his sides, but he kept his tone controlled. “Lancelot,” he said, forcing patience, “You insult the mating bond. Again, I implore you to be careful of this.”Lancelot scoffed, his mouth curling. “Oh, there’s a bond, alright! It’s undeniable. But loyalty?” He gave a theatrical sigh, turning to the crowd. “Can we, in good conscience, allow a former associate of A
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