Helanie:
"I guess you didn't want to seem unapologetic?" Lamar muttered, shaking his head. His tone made it clear he was furious that Lord Dewitt was leveraging information to force me into forgiving Rayden.
"Lamar," Dewitt began, his voice laced with authority, "you're in my pack. Do you know one of the rules of my pack? Never sleep with my daughter. You come here, guilty of that very crime, and then try to act tough with me?" His words were sharp, calculated. He was a man who wielded power like a weapon, using it to control and silence anyone who dared oppose him.
Lamar didn't flinch. "Go ahead, punish me. But you'll have to tell the council and your pack members why. Are you ready to admit that I was between your daughter's legs?"
The sound of his hand slamming onto the table echoed through the room. Lord Dewitt's smug smile vanished instantly.