Chapter 126

Third Person's POV

"What?! Still going to the iron den?!"

The Steelhowl Council den was tense. Thalia sat with serene authority on the high dais, while Alpha Tiberius and Balthazar crouched low in submission beneath her, tails tucked, ears flicking with restrained fury. The veins along Tiberius' neck pulsed visibly, and the exhaustion of the past days made his fur bristle unevenly.

"Miss Graves,"