Chapter 174: Pasts Will Not Be Forgotten

Tara’s POV

I shook my head. “No, it won’t be. Not anymore.”

I could cut the growing tension in the room with a knife, but instead, I savored it on my plate, delicately, deliciously, as though this were a thing that was long in the making. It hadn’t been that long, not really, since I had once stood in this same room on Victor’s side—when it was the two of us at the end of the pointed finger, the elder’s on the other end.

It felt different now. I mean, it was different now. Now, he could barely look at me. I remembered before when Victor would console me before these meetings. I remembered being so anxious.

The elders were a force to be reckoned with, there was no denying that, and although they themselves were pushing their own agendas and their own ideals about how the pack should have been run, it felt so much harder to sit on the other side of Victor than it ever did on the other end of the elder’s council.