Arianna
For the first time since the hearing began, my father stopped looking at me like a problem he already knew how to solve.
The vampire representative had barely finished volunteering to authenticate the records when a Fae elder stood beside him and offered the same. Suddenly the chamber was no longer divided between my father’s version of events and mine. There were outsiders willing to look at everything, and everyone in the room understood exactly why that mattered.
Because nobody trusted shapeshifters.
Usually, I hated that.
Today, I was going to use it.
Vance slammed one hand against the council table.
“This is an internal matter.”
The vampire representative smiled slightly.
“So was the neutrality agreement until Gold Pack became part of your accusation.”
Vance’s mouth
