Chapter 117. Clue

Khalid's POV

“You are dismissed… For now.” Azrik spoke after a few seconds, his voice carrying undeniable authority.

His expression was one of suspicion, a glimpse of doubt that he couldn't openly express, as, at that moment, he had no concrete proof to support it. Nevertheless, his sharp eyes analyzed every detail, every remnant of truth hidden in the gestures of those present.

“Soon, I will contact you regarding the punishment for Alpha Ivar Volkheim and his pack.” Azrik turned to Ivar, his gaze assessing and relentless.

“Will she be okay?” Ivar asked, his voice filled with genuine concern.

“Yes, she just needs to rest.” It was Achilles who answered, with the usual calmness that characterized him.

“I will analyze the information I obtained from the ritual and about the possible spells Gáta may have cast on Ivar and his pack.” Shangō declared, his tone firm, walking towards Ivar, who bowed in respect to the magnitude of his power