ALDRIC
They walked us in chains.
There was no dignity in it at all. It felt like we were already branded as criminals already.
This shit went meant for an Alpha. This was the way dissenting Omegas and power life forms were treated.
The great hall had been rearranged for this. The long tables pushed back. The floor cleared. Six chairs arranged in a curved line at the far end, each one occupied by a face I had known for years. The elder's circle. Old blood and older law, sitting there with their hands folded and their expressions carefully neutral in the way that people practiced for years before they could make it convincing.
They were not neutral. None of them ever were. Everyone has a side.
But they were very good at pretending.
