The tension inside the Council Hall had reached a breaking point.
"And in your time a lot of people would be dead by now," Elian replied.
His voice was controlled, but it carried an edge that revealed just how thin his patience had become. This was no longer a calm debate—it was a battlefield. He was trying to be rational and avoid getting into a fight with Mr silverwynd but he just couldn't. He wanted to be on the man's good books because he was in love with his grandson but Mr silverwynd had a way pushing you.
"Yes, especially criminals like Silas Brooks who is a sex offender," Mr. Silverwynd replied.
The old man did not soften his tone. His words were blunt, filled with conviction. His years in power had made him fearless, and he had never been one to shy away from bloodshed if he believed it served the pack.
"This is the first sexual assault case in the pack," Elian said. "The last one was centuries ago."
