Chapter 148

Lennox’s POV

We were assembled in the Council’s castle: Zephyra and several of her witches, the Elder Wolves, and a few Council members. Without warning, Silas dashed through the great doors, his steps echoing on the marble floor. “I came back as fast as I could,” he panted, his feline eyes flicking from face to face. “What happened? Your message sounded urgent—and disturbing.”

Elder Philip lifted a hand toward one of the empty chairs around the round table. “Yes, Silas. This is both important and urgent. Please, sit.” Silas obeyed, sliding onto a vacant seat as he studied the room. “What is this about? And where are the others?”

Zephyra’s gaze hardened. “We cannot wait for them. This cannot be delayed.” As she spoke, I rose from my own seat and crossed to the towering double doors, shutting them firml