Fred hesitated, his gaze darting nervously to Blaze again, and Damien felt his own fury begin to rise.
Blaze's posture had grown rigid, and his face was now a mask of cold anger. He realised his control was slipping.
"By Blaze," Fred finally choked out, his voice barely above a whisper. "It was Blaze. He—he threatened me. She told me to lie about what I found. He wanted Anne to be blamed, saying it was part of a bigger plan."
A gasp rippled through the room, and the council members exchanged shocked and outraged glances. Blaze's expression darkened, and for the first time, the veneer of control he had always maintained cracked. He clenched his fists, his jaw tightening, but he didn't deny it.
