Chapter 122

  Third Person

  The vampire council gathered in a large room with gothic decorations and flickering candles for lighting.Silas,once the esteemed leader of the coven,now faced the scrutiny of those he had once commanded.

  The atmosphere was tense,and the elders,seated on ornate thrones,exchanged disapproving glances.The lead elder,a figure draped in regal attire,began the discussion with an air of authority.

  "Silas,"he pronounced the name with a disdainful edge,"you were once our esteemed leader,but recent events have cast a shadow upon your loyalty and judgment."

  Silas,standing in the center of the chamber,maintained his composed demeanor,his crimson eyes betraying a hint of defiance.Drake,his loyal right-hand man,stood nearby,a stern expression etched on his face.