By then, Idara’s fear had finally ebbed away. Danae slipped back into the room and took her seat.
“We exhumed Alpha Julio’s body and performed a full autopsy,” I announced.
Every elder sat up straighter, instantly alert.
“We discovered he didn’t simply die during s*x. Your former Alpha was murdered—slowly poisoned over time.”
Gasps rippled through the council as Danae began passing out copies of the autopsy report.
“And I can’t think of two people better positioned to do it than Calisto and his precious niece.”
Calisto threw his head back and burst into loud, mocking laughter, clutching his stomach.
“You have no evidence!” he wheezed between laughs. “This is all nonsense and wild speculation!”
But Eleanor had gone deathly pale.
“Don’t be so sure,” I said, my voice calm but cutting
