This was the only way the council would listen. However, the incantation was excruciating to experience. It was as if needles were trying to rip my mind open even though it was willing. I tried to focus away from the pain and on what they needed to see to make it easier for me.

No more, no less.

In front of their eyes, they saw everything I had experienced through my eyes.

Alijah... The soul cairn... Everything relevant to what today is about. You don't need to know anything else.

Seeing enough, Jaxon tugged away, stepping back from me as I held onto the table, attempting to stay up. Like everyone else, part of him didn't believe me until he saw everything.

Now, there's no denying it.

They all heard the exact words said to me from the Soul Cairn and Alijah. All the races glanced toward the Lycans while my body reached its limit, leaving me to tumble into Fenris's arms.

"So... the wolf that went mad is a true tale." The moon elf laughed, placing his hands on the desk.

Amara ran to me to check if I was alright. Somehow, I kept my consciousness in one piece, even though my head felt like it was being split apart.

"Stupid. Why did you do that?" Fenris whispered, holding me close.

All I could do was cling to him. His heartbeat was soothing to hear as my body shivered, feeling sicker than before. However, it hurt to speak. In response to my inability to answer him, his anger only grew.

"This was too far, Jaxon!" he growled.

The moon elf gently smiled in return.

"No, the girl... Ah, Lilith knew what she was doing. The order wouldn't have believed her otherwise. Now your kin has a lot of explaining to do. I suspect not even you know about that Lycan, young silver blood." He assured my wolf.

Even though I was worse for it, my warning resonated with them while Amara was trying to remedy my pain. However, what helped the most was being in my wolf's tender embrace.

"We have nothing to say," Evan declared, shifting onto his chair.

The other Lycan elders appeared uneasy about the event but determined to keep their secrets.

"Nothing? Didn't you see what we saw? Hear it? Just who was that black-haired Lycan?" Roman questioned.

"It could've been her imagination. Are we really to believe a mad witch?!" The old wolf deflected back onto me, who couldn't respond to me even though I wanted to.

Though the others in the council wouldn't stand for it.

"Oi! That wasn't her imagination! That was real! Don't question my ability to tell memories from a dream!" Jaxon scowled.

Arguments continued to break out as control was soon lost until the point Fenris had enough of their bickering.

"Can you all shut up?! This is going nowhere! Everything she said was real! Why even deny it, Grandpa?!" he handed me to Melody, who joined us when I fell.

Once safe in her arms, he turned to face the council himself.

"You'll speak because I demand you do." My wolf slammed his hand on the table, startling everyone around.

His temper showed thanks to a low red aura radiating from him as his power responded to his emotions. Everyone knew he was like Alijah but inexperienced, which made him unpredictable.

"Don't make any demands! You, a child, aren't ready to be a leader!" Evan denied, sating from his chair.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?! Isn't this why you controlled my life?!" Fenris snarled.

His grandfather barely flinched at his tone.

"Where do I even begin?! You've been frolicking around with a human! Disgusting! You've brought nothing but shame to our clan!" Evan snapped.

However, before Fenris could answer, his comment angered someone else, and she was unwilling to stand by any longer.

"Ha? Shame? Excuse me?! You, mortals, are the only disgraceful things I see." Shade made herself known in her tiny form, hopping onto the table and pacing back and forth.

She wanted to hurt anyone who tried to come between Fenris and us. No longer would she allow anyone to hurt us.

"Shut up! You have no place to speak here, demon." Evan tried to dismiss the feline.

She sat in front of him, smirking. He didn't fear her as he should. He was out of Silverant during the fall and wasn't at the festival grounds either. So, he didn't know her as the ones who were there.

A mistake he wouldn't soon forget.

Oh, touch me, mortal. Please, give me a reason to make you squeal to my pleasure. She wished.

"No, I have all the fucking right to speak." Shade hissed back.

Evan pointed towards the security around the room.

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"Will someone escort this beast out?!" the old wolf ordered.

Shade tilted her head. "No... You won't because whoever tries will lose a head or two." She warned, halting anyone who tried to come close to her.

All but one, Fenris, picked her up from the table, placing her on the floor.

"Enough, Shade, you made your point. Go back to Lily." He sighed.

She grumbled, jumping on me again. Thanks to Amara, my head pounded less, allowing me to process things better. However, what was said next would cause my heart to race faster than I thought.

"Grandpa, I'll fuck, and marry whomever I desire. That isn't for you to decide anymore." My wolf started, facing him head-on.

Shade snickered, "I mean if you fuck someone else, I might end up hating you, little wolf."

It caused him to growl at her, yet his cheeks were slightly pink, much to her pleasure.

"Shade, you aren't helping." Melody scolded.

The feline huffed, puffing up her fur in response. Nothing would silence her until I picked her up in my arms. Her soft fur was so soothing to me. I was trying to hide how her comment flustered me, too.

"You make a mockery out of this council." Evan declared.

The rest of the council remained quiet at his remark until one spoke up.

"No, you do that, Evan." Nyla finally broke the silence.

Her words reflected on all the others glaring at the old wolf as she unleashed the floodgates on the unsuspecting Lycan elder.

"What?" Evan mumbled, shifting his gaze towards the nature elf.

"You're hiding something from us. That's something we don't take kindly." Asher announced, standing up from his chair.

His bright red eyes shimmered, alerting everyone that he was heated. Vampires were the most unpredictable race in terms of blood control. He could do severe damage to anyone at this range if he wanted.

"We thought we knew everything. Perhaps it's time for a change." Kaiden grumbled as his hair caught fire, much like his orange eyes.

"We know nothing at all. Why waste our time like this?" Jasper yawned.

"The boy, although young, has gained his power. I suggest he ascends as you step down from it, Evan. It was a mistake to let you have it first; Ben was right." Charles announced, triggering ripples in the room.

"What?! You can't possibly do that!" the old wolf confronted the sun elf, growling.

Instead of paying him any mind, Charles glanced around his fellows, "What say you?"

"Well, Evan has always been there temporarily, but I do see it was a mistake for us to think your eldest grandson couldn't hold the chair because of his injuries," Jaxon added to the conversation.

"Whoever this young silver blood sleeps with or caresses at night is none of our concerns. To make it so, it's repugnant. You and your pure blood ways have always been misleading at best." Nyla mentioned, not pleased with how things were going.

"You're out of bounds! You don't control what we Lycans do!" Evan fumed, slamming his hands on the table.

This older man used to be the alpha before Amir, which meant he wasn't used to being defied.

I'm curious if your son challenged or allowed you to have your way. Was it he or you who decided Fenris's life?

"No... but we control who has a say at this table, and I believe we agree for once that you aren't part of it any longer." Charles declared, standing up from his chair.

"You can't do this!" the old wolf pleaded with the council.

He was stuck in the old ways when it used to be the Lycans deciding everything, but all of that shattered when his eldest son died.

"We can. This is why the council was formed when Cerberus, the world-keeping organization, fell on the day Silverant was destroyed. Plus, I'm sure the young blood can best you in the old ways if needed." The moon elf pointed out, triggering Evan's glare toward my wolf.

In the old days, Lycans would fight for the spot of alpha, meaning only the strongest wolf would wear that title, which undoubtedly belonged to Fenris, who had shown his power when he saved everyone from me when I lost control.

"Then it's settled the young silver blood will be the new representative for the Lycans." Charles declared, once again bowing his head to Fenris.

My wolf smirked as Evan continued to protest.

"This isn't what we agreed!" He huffed, shifting his eyes towards those who used to be his allies.

Ah… You planned to shut me down before realizing the truth. How dull…

"No, it isn't, but you can't be trusted anymore, and if the peace is to last, this will have to stop. After all, we already tried having one leader, which failed." Jasper commented, tapping his hands on the table.

Luckily, an ocean elf could get heated about that, as they hated anything that had to do with authority. Free spirits, they called themselves. However, that wasn't the only reason the council was favorable to too many of the members gathered.

After the Lycan rule, many races lost their voice, which gave everyone equal rights—something Evan wasn't used to. For changes to be made, there had to be unanimous agreement between the council members.

"Are these new terms to your liking, young blood?" Charles asked Fenris, who blinked momentarily, still absorbing what had happened.

However, it wouldn't last long since he quickly shook his amazement off after being addressed.

"Of course, I never intended to dissolve the council. Even when I took my place as the head of the pack and Cerberus, I wanted it to stay." Fenris announced, triggering smiles in the other races, who didn't want to return to the tyranny the Lycans used to have over them.

"Ah... you've made him wise, Ryker," Charles commented to his fellow, who smiled at the silver wolf.

The elf had seen the boy grow from an orphan to the man who stood before the council. He couldn't be prouder, even when they had blows and disagreements. Their partnership allowed me to stay near him.

"No, the boy came to this alone," Ryker assured his leader.

Jaxon shifted his gaze from Fenris to me when Melody slowly picked me up from the floor. It appeared everything ended well for us as the council agreed to help us with Alijah and the rogue witches.

Fenris continued to address them with everything that we learned. However, the moon elf walked over to me, curious about something.

"Lilith, why didn't you tell me of your condition before we started earlier?" He bowed his head to me apologetically.

I gazed at him, cocking my head.

What…?

On the other hand, Amara appeared jumpy upon hearing those words.

"What condition?" I muttered, only for my head to throb when I took a few steps away from Melody.

I held Shade up to my chest.

Please remind me to put a leash on that thought of yours.

The little kitty happily purred, climbing onto my shoulder.

"Jaxon, don't do it." Amara tried to sway him from his current course, grabbing the unsuspecting elf on his shoulder.

Fate was a fickle little thing that couldn't be stopped when it desired to happen, and what came out of the elf's mouth would change my world. Pulling away from Amara, he glanced down at my abdomen.

"I mean, if you would've told me. I probably could've gone easier on you." He kept going on.

I softly glanced at him, "I don't know what you're talking about."

The moon elf smiled, "I'm sure of what I felt. You're pregnant, aren't you?"

My world was turned upside down in an instant, and I wasn't the only one. Everyone in the room stopped what they were doing, followed by various gasps from the Lycans in the room. Sadly, my brain couldn't fully process what he said, yet I instinctively reached for my lower abdomen.

"What?" I mumbled.

However, someone was worse off than me. The announcement ripped Layla's destiny out of her hands—one she had been groomed for her whole life. Fenris's jaw dropped as his eyes couldn't go any wider; after all, he had been careful with me.

He turned to face me along with every other Lycan in the room. The most affected was Layla, who couldn't tolerate losing her fated role at that moment. In a second, she closed the gap between me and her.

Instead of me, though, she met with Shade, who ripped the arm she was about to use to claw into me. In reaction, Melody, the closest to me, protected me in her arms.

Everything had changed in a matter of seconds, allowing the scent of blood to fill the air again.