Hannah paced back and forth outside the council’s chambers, her thoughts swirling. She knew this meeting was pivotal. Jeffrey’s condition to see Kenneth’s body had thrown a wrench into her plans, and the last thing she needed was for him to actually see the rotting remains of his mate. It would ruin everything. Kenneth was supposed to be gone and forgotten, his memory buried deep in the past where it belonged. But Jeffrey—his heart still clung to the ghost of that weak, fragile human.
Taking a deep breath, Hannah pushed open the doors and entered the council’s chamber. The three councilmen, Travis, Nick, and Steve, sat around the large oak table, their expressions grim. She had charmed them before, bent their will to her own with the help of the witches, but this situation was delicate. I
