Ivy's POV
I settled into my father's large leather chair, feeling the weight of responsibility press down on my shoulders. Grant stood anxiously across from me, phone in hand, his face etched with concern.
"Ivy, are you absolutely certain? There's still time to reconsider," he pleaded, his voice strained with worry.
"I'm certain, and this has to be done," I replied firmly. "This situation cannot continue."
"Ivy, please—"
"Uncle Grant," I interrupted sharply, fixing him with a determined stare as I leaned back in the chair. "Let's review what she's done. She systematically poisoned our Alpha—my father. She attempted to manipulate him into making her his luna, directly betraying his true mate. She's violated the sacred laws of the Moon Goddess by using forbidden means to seize control of our pack despite being an unranked wolf. She's conspired with others to harass, degrade, and mistreat lower-ranking wolves."
