"How could Blaze escape?" Damien's voice was sharp, demanding answers from the council. His gaze moved from one council member to the next, seeking any sign of an explanation. But the faces of the Alphas were tight-lipped, their expressions grim. Cecilia, Maria, Daniel, Anton, and Marcus all remained quiet, the weight of their failure heavy in the air.
"This is exactly what I came here to discuss," Liana said, her eyes narrowing in frustration as she glanced around the table. "The council's failures."
A few council members shifted uncomfortably in their seats, but Liana didn't stop.
"You couldn't stop Jackson from interfering in our pack," she continued, her voice rising. "And now this—Blaze is slipping through your fingers. If you can't manage the rogues in your custody or keep a tyrant Alpha like Jackson in check, then what is the council even here for?"
