tried to save you from becoming the Alpha who destroyed werewolf purity through misguided idealism. But you've chosen to dig deeper. You'll regret it."
"We'll see," Thessian said coldly.
They dragged him away. He went calmly, like a man who'd already won even in defeat, like someone who believed history would vindicate his actions.
The elevator doors closed.
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Thessian stood in silence for a long moment, staring at the closed elevator doors.
Then he turned and slammed his fist into the wall with enough force to crack the marble. Once. Twice. Three times. Until his knuckles were bloody and raw.
Liora watched from her cage, saying nothing. Understanding that some betrayals were too deep for words.
"Thirty years," Thessian said finally, his voice hollow. "I've known him for thirty years. Trusted him with everything. With my life. With the pack's security. With....." His voice broke.
"I know," Liora said quietly.
