Chapter Twenty One

Macro’s POV

The question hung in the air, and for a moment, the weight of it threatened to suffocate me. Michael's betrayal was a wound that still bled fresh, a painful reminder of the fragility of trust. I took a deep breath, steadying myself before addressing the crowd.

"Yes, it is true," I replied, my voice firm yet tinged with sadness. "Michael has chosen a different path, one that aligns with our enemies. But let me assure you, we will uncover the truth behind his actions. We will get to the bottom of it."

A ripple of unease passed through the pack, their gazes filled with concern. It was understandable. Michael had been a trusted friend, a loyal member of our pack. His betrayal had shaken us all to the core. But now was not the time for panic or doubt. We needed to remain focused, united in our pursuit of justice.

"Our priority right now is to stay strong and unified," I continued, my voice steady. "We cannot let this betrayal divide us. We must trust in the bonds we have for