I clenched my teeth and pointed at the moonstone amulet. "The Alpha Prince gave this to me. If you don't believe me, we can go ask him ourselves."
Fenris let out a derisive scoff. "You think you can just demand an audience with the Alpha Prince?"
"I'll give you one last chance. Where did this amulet come from?"
My answer was the same. The Alpha Prince gave it to me.
When Fenris saw I wouldn't budge, the frost on his face deepened. "Not talking, is that it?"
"Sentinels! Drag her before the Pack Council. Let's see how long she keeps up this act."
They seized my arms and hauled me toward the council hall, stumbling and wretched. The scent of woodsmoke and iron filings and old blood rolled off the sentinels who gripped me, and my wolf curled tighter into herself, small and silent somewhere behind my ribs.
The crowd of onlookers swelled with every step.
"Isn't that the Thornheart firstborn? What's going on?"
"Word is she stole something from the Alpha Prince. War Commander Ashclaw is having her dragged before the council."
"Miss Thornheart and the War Commander grew up together. I always assumed he'd claim her the moment he returned victorious. Never thought it would come to this."