Orion’s povI was seated at the large oak table as I clasped my hands on my laps together. The elders who were around me with their voices raised were shouting about something that I rolled my eyes about but I didn’t care either way. One of the elders, elder Gerik’s voice, cut through the noise. “She doesn’t belong here, Orion. She’s a rogue. An outcast,” he said, his gaze hard.I didn’t respond immediately. I kept my eyes on the table, letting the words hang in the air. The room fell quiet, but only for a moment.Elder Alia chimed in, her voice cold and sharp. “We’ve tolerated her presence long enough. You cannot harbor a rogue in this pack. If we let her stay, others will come. We’ll be overrun by outcasts.”“And what are we supposed to do, send her away?” I asked, finally breaking my silence.Elder Gerik leaned forward. “Yes. She’s a threat. A rogue from Shadowclaw. She could be plotting something. You can’t trust her, Orion.”I looked at him with rage. If only I could tell them t
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