Chapter 210

Sylvia's POV The tribunal chamber was imposing. Alphas, Betas, and representatives from neighboring packs filled the room, their presence a stark reminder of just how significant this case had become. Selene and I took our seats in the front row. Though neither of us spoke, I could feel her tension radiating beside me. Her wolf was restless, confused by the conflicting loyalties tearing at her. When Hugo was led in, I felt Charna's fury rise within me. He looked disheveled but still managed to project arrogance, his chin lifted as though he were the wronged party. Our eyes locked briefly before he smirked and looked away. That smirk sent cold rage through my veins. "All rise for the Elder Council," announced the bailiff. Five distinguished wolves entered from a side chamber, each wearing the ceremonial silver mantle that signified their position as arbiters of Lycan law. At their center walked Elder Thornwood, a silver-haired Alpha whose reputation for fairness was known throughout all