Kapitel 132: _ Cora The Liar

Rhett's jaw clenched tight. He hated the way Aceco saw right through him, the way she recognized the pain he desperately tried to bury. "My grief is mine to bear at my convenience, Aceco. I lead this pack, and that means making difficult decisions, even in the face of loss."

"Grief is a natural response to loss, Gamma Rhett," Aceco countered gently. "But a leader who allows emotions to cloud their judgment only weakens the pack. Your soldiers look to you for strength, for hope. Drowning in sorrow will only spread fear and uncertainty."

Rhett knew she was right, but he also knew he was right too. Only he knew himself best. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath to steady himself. "Fine," he admitted. "Let's discuss a plan. We need to…"