Roman's POV
"Alpha Kael, you need to calm down."
A voice rang clear across the hall as a figure stepped out from the rows.
Alpha Gerald Hawthorn.
He was a top-tier Alpha as well, strong enough to withstand Kael's suffocating aura. He walked steadily toward him, unflinching.
"Alpha Gerald," Kael acknowledged, his tone cold but not hostile. "I respect you. But today, the council must learn its lesson."
Gerald halted before him, his voice steady and firm. "What you did today was entirely within your rights. The council will be questioned for summoning you here in the middle of your revenge. But I expect you to stop now."
Kael's dark gaze lingered on him, weighing his words. Then, with a controlled breath, he released his hold.
The crushing aura lifted in an instant. Every Alpha gasped with relief as though freed from drowning. Jeffery looked like a fish dragged from water, his chest heaving as he clutched the armrest of his chair.
