Chapter 324: The Ultimatum

Ramsey

I sat across from Elder Thorne, neither of us speaking as we sized each other up. His face showed no emotion as he stared straight into my eyes, the only resemblance between him and Cassidy.

I schooled my features to hide the turmoil Lyla's rejection had caused. I had almost not attended the meeting because I was heartbroken, but I was the Lycan Leader, and my position didn't care about my emotions.

Finally, I broke the silence.

"Everyone out," I ordered the room. "Leave us."

Caius immediately leaned towards me, whispering into my ears, "Alpha, I don't think you should be alone with him. He could have weapons, or who knows what other schemes he has up his sleeves."

"It's fine, Caius," I murmured without taking my eyes off Elder Thorne. "It's fine," I repeated firmly. "Go."

He hesitated for another second before leaving the room, he and the warriors that came with Elder Thorne.

I leaned forward once the room emptied, leaving just me and Elder Thorne. "Is this really about me not keeping the agreement and marrying Cassidy, or is there more?"

He scoffed, eyeing me with pure disdain. "Even if you were served to me on a golden plate, I would never take you as a son-in-law. This whole marriage saga was my wife's idea entirely, and your grandfather bought it."

I nodded, "Then why do you have your warriors in front of my pack's gate? What's the occasion? Why didn't you send warriors when I sent messages about the Dark One's forces? I asked for help multiple times."

He laughed dryly, meeting my gaze. "You are fighting a lost battle, Ramsey Kincaid. You won't win, and you know it. You won't win against the Dark One. I know that much. Plus, I'm simply fulfilling the prophecy."

"Prophecy?" I prodded, though I suspected I knew what was coming.

"Your grandfather didn't mention it to you, did he?" Thorne's eyes gleamed. "That you might be a bastard? The White Moon Throne doesn't belong to you in the first place. All that talk about it choosing you is true, but you're too slow in doing what is required of you."

of you have been truthful, and I won't trust your reports alone until

in particular—the Standing Stone. It's been hidden inside the

his pupils were not dilated. He was normal, at least to me. Were my fears true? Had the Dark One gotten

urgently? If I recall, there are a few in White Lake. I know this because we walked past its alcove when the cleansing ritual had to be performed

shook his head, leaning backwards in his chair. "The Standing Stone and not the standing stones. It's just one stone, Ramsey, and it's the key to controlling the White

him, wondering if my ears

do

not as unreasonable as the stories make him seem. I guess he's tired of waiting for

nonsense again," I scoffed. "You don't

Moon Throne. Everyone here, be it from White Hill or White Cloud, is connected to my great-grandmother Ellara. To unlock the power of the White Moon Throne, you must sit on it with a child born

that

from around here, and my great-grandmother

at him, wondering how to

We're all her children. Different surnames, a few of us married outside the region, but it's still one blood. For

using the pheromones of innocent Omegas," I fired back. "I don't

way to strengthen its powers and our claim to it, but believe me, its power is real. That is the thing the Dark One has been after for the longest time. The last time the power of the White Moon Throne was

using this so-called

it, but the last piece—the Luna stone—is missing

over the Throne to him. Don't you want to claim it? Isn't it your desire

of putting up with your side of the family. All the men are weak. Your

in White Moon?" I asked, interrupting him.

"Yes," he nodded.

believe taking the stone will give you control

leadership blood. With it, I can prove my family's rightful claim and restore balance to the region.

He wasn't just after

as a bargaining chip. The only thing that was true here was that he wanted to rule. I didn't believe him

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