Chapter 26: BAITING LORD MARCEL

{"If you don't play to win, don't play at all."}

FREYR POV

Twelve hours after leaving Ma's house, I stood before the Paradise Coven council, their disdain palpable in the air. Hisses filled the grand hall, low and venomous, like a den of vipers warning an intruder. Cassius and Tio were the loudest, their glares piercing, but even General Idris Marcel, known for his unshakable composure, looked visibly annoyed by my presence.

" Fucking bastards" Kayne my beast pushed the word through.

I stood there, unbothered by their animosity, and my posture relaxed as though this was just another day. I could hear the soft grinding of teeth, the unmistakable signs of their barely contained rage at my refusal to bow or acknowledge their formalities. Let them simmer, I thought. I was not here to go.