Ari's POV

 

 

“It doesn’t matter,” he muttered. “Lucius won’t last much longer. He is already too weakened by the poison.

 

I put a hand over my mouth. Poison. So he was aware.

 

Rylan drew himself up, his voice becoming colder, sharper.

 

“Yeah. He will be too dishevelled to be a leader. The council must hear me out.

 

My stomach flipped. That was the plan, right? Kick Lucius until the pack demanded another Alpha -Rlynch.

 

He gave a sigh and took a little metal box out of the table. Papers rustled. Bottles clinked. I crouched near the shelf in the hope that he would not hear, not even the dust.

 

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