Hades
I didn't speak.
Couldn't.
There was nothing in but a stunned, reverent silence as I watched her.
Eve.
A na I had spoken in fury, in prayer, in grief—but now I couldn't say it at all.
Because there she stood.
Because she dared.
Because she claid her place not with a scream, but with a sentence that turned the air in this chamber electric.
And I was rooted. Watching. Breathing her in like smoke I had no right to inhale.
Kael was the first to break the spell. "She deserves the seat," he said, voice steady, jaw tight. "You all know it."
Silas scoffed. Loudly. The sound jarred against the quiet like tal grating over bone.
"Deserves?" he spat. "She's not even a Lycan. She holds no crest, no title, no claim. She isn't Obsidian, nor royal, nor anything but a... genetic advantage."
Gallinti folded his arms. "We're not a council of rcy. Our chamber is blood-forged. There are legacies in these seats, not pity projects."
Eve didn't flinch.
She let them speak. Let them sneer.
And still—didn't look at .
Silas leaned forward, eyes narrowing at her like he was trying to incinerate her with disdain. "You now understand, I hope, why you were married off to him," he said, gesturing toward . "It was never for an alliance, Never even strategy. You were a pawn. A temporary creature. Never ant to wield power—especially not in a room soaked in centuries of bloodline."
And I—I wanted to gut him.
The words rose unbidden. I slamd my hands on the table, rising so fast the room tilted.
"She bears my na," I growled, each word trembling with sothing darker than rage. "She is my wi—"
"He's right," Eve cut in.
My voice died.
Just like that. Like she'd reached into my chest and stilled it herself.
She turned to Silas, not bothering to acknowledge . "You're absolutely right. I am no one in your eyes. No council seat. No lineage. No right to speak here."
I wanted to break sothing. Wanted her to look at . Wanted her to care that I was defending her.
>"Narcisistic much?" The perpetual voice of the flux slithered through my mind.
But she was calm. Pragmatic. Cold in the way only truth could be.
"I'm not here to pretend to be what I'm not," she continued. "I'm here because you want sothing only I can give. I'm offering a deal, not a delusion. I don't want your throne or your titles. I want influence. I want to ensure I don't beco a tool the next ti this tower gets nervous."
The dagger slid between my ribs. But between bated breath, I made my way to her but as tried to cross the threshold, past Kael, a hand latched unto mine.
I tore my gaze from Eve, my eyes snapping her him, ire rising like a tsunami.
Plastered on his face was an unreadable expression, his grip tightened as he gestured to Eve, where she stood, staring a Governer and Ambassador down.
"I have no allies within this tower. Everyone of you have your goals and loyalties alike. Sa as , mine is as simple as yours; I want my people to live."
>"Our toy has lost her mind. Mutts must die." Lost was the teasingly mocking lilt to its voice.
>"You mate was one of them." I drawled in my mind.
>"Elysia was the only of them that mattered. She is dead because of them. I have no empathy for their kind.
Silas scoffed at Eve's statent, his lip curling like he was already bored.
"So that is your reason for trying to join the council?" he sneered. "You think you have a say in the outco of our foes? In war?"
Eve tilted her head, just slightly. Her face remained unreadable.
"I think I have a say in what you do with ," she replied. "And if I'm the weapon you want to wield, I get to choose where I aim."
Montegue's brow twitched—approval. Silas turned red.
"She thinks she's leverage," Gallinti muttered. "Thinks power cos from being needed."
"She's right," Kael snapped. "And you damn well know it."
The air thickened. Magic coiled under the surface like sothing ancient pacing just out of view. My fingers twitched at my side—wanting to touch her. Protect her. Claim her.
Then—
A new voice slid through the room like smoke trailing velvet:
"She doesn't need to think it. She is leverage."
Every head turned.
The doors creaked wider.
Cain walked in, slow and smooth, as if he'd been waiting for his cue.
His suit was black this ti. His smile, sharper than ever.
He ignored everyone else and looked at Eve.
Only Eve.
My Eve.
The flux recoiled at the sight, my skin bristling.
"I believe I was invited," he said silkily, then turned to the council. "Or do we deny council guests when they're inconvenient?"
"Cain," Montegue said, not shocked, just… resigned.
Both He and Kael glanced at .
I felt my blood begin to burn.
"What the hell are you doing here?" I asked.
Cain's gaze didn't shift. "Ensuring she doesn't walk in alone."
Eve didn't look surprised. But she didn't smile either.
"I represent the entirety of the Obsidian underground," Cain continued, voice maddeningly smooth. "The ones who deal in currency heavier than nas and bloodlines. You know this. Which ans if she wants a seat, and you require a pillar to legitimize her claim…"
He spread his hands, flashing teeth in sothing that was not a smile.
"I offer mine."
Silas choked on nothing. "This is absurd."
"She has no kin. No pack. No crest," Gallinti barked.
Cain stepped closer to the table, toward Eve. "She has ."
That did it.
I stepped forward, jaw clenched. "You don't speak for her."
"I do today," Cain said calmly. "Because unlike the rest of you, I won't let her be turned into a weapon."
I stilled.
My throat burned.
Eve finally looked at .
Just once.
And then looked away.
Like she could not stand the sight of .
What had he manipulated her into believing?
"This is preposterous. She does not need you butting in. I can vouche for my own wife."
Cain's voice was like a knife made of velvet.
"Like you vouched for her before, Hades?"
I froze.
He turned his head slightly, just enough to let his words hit the room like a thunderclap. "Like when she ran to you—bleeding, hunted, terrified—and you drugged her? Tortured her? Locked her in the White Room like she was sothing to be... contained? And then you are surprised when your vows an nothing to her. She finally heeded my warning about you but she learned the hard way. You taught her the hard way."
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