(Isla)
Ironfield wasn't going to be a problem.
That didn't mean nobody else would be.
Caden leaned back in his chair and looked between Caius and me.
"I didn't come here to decide whether I believe the reports," he said.
The room stayed quiet.
His beta glanced at him once before looking away again.
Caden folded his hands on the table.
"I came because the High Council is already dividing itself into camps."
That got my attention.
Beside me, Caius's expression didn't change.
"What camps?" he asked.
"The wolves who think the old laws should be honored." Caden paused. "And the wolves who think they should never have been invoked in the first place."
The fire cracked softly behind him.
I felt Vaela lift her head.
"They want to challenge them?" I asked.
"No."
His answer came imm
