Liam's POV
The "Marry them!" chant didn't stop. In fact, it grew until the glass in the study windows began to rattle in their frames. I looked out through the curtains and felt my heart sink.
They weren't leaving.
As the cold night stretched on, the hundreds of pack members didn't go back to their warm beds. Instead, they sat down. Right there, on the cold stone and grass of the square, they formed a massive, silent circle around the pack house. It was a siege—not by an enemy, but by our own family.
"They're staying," Leo whispered, standing by the door. "I tried to link the guards to clear the square, but they won't pick up. They're standing out there with them, Liam. Our own warriors are refusing our orders."
