Chapter185: Witch in Council

|| Lilac’s POV || The council chamber smelled of polished oak and tension. My fingers tightened around the delicate teacup as I watched the amber liquid swirl, catching flickering candlelight. The air hummed with quiet conversations and the clink of fine china, a civilized prelude to what I knew would be anything but civilized. One week until the election. One week until the world changes. Unless the alpha king does something. I glanced at Alaric who was standing in a corner. His jaw was set in that familiar stubborn line, the one that meant he was holding back words better left unsaid. These days, it seemed permanently etched into his features. Alexander rose, his chair scraping against marble floors. The room quieted instantly. "Before we begin," he said, raising his glass, "let us honor those who will lead us into our future." His eyes swept the room, lingering on each contender in turn. "May the Moon Goddess grant wisdom to whoever takes the throne. Cheers to all the contenders." G