Voren went stiff.
The air in the room grew thick, charged with a tension that pressed against everyone present. Clause twenty. He had planned to handle it himself, quietly, without dragging anyone else into the mess.
It couldn't simply be removed from the Grimroot pack constitution until he dealt with it with his fellow Alphas. He was an Alpha King now, but that title didn't erase the signature he had appended to the Alpha Code. Ink on paper. Blood on stone. A bond that couldn't be undone by power alone.
Seraphine's gaze traveled to the clause, her brow furrowing. Only one thing was written there. 'The Alpha Code.' Nothing more. The details were known only to those who had signed it.
"Alpha Vladimir, why bring that up?" Voren's voice came out controlled, measured, and intentionally formal. "We can't do anything about it until I do the needful with the other Alphas."
