Elara's POV
The forest felt like a distant memory as I stepped into the clearing, leading to the pack headquarters. The moon hung low in the sky, casting silvery beams through the trees. My heart raced, a mix of anxiety and fear gnawing at my insides. After everything that had happened, I was unsure if I could face anyone, let alone the pack that had become my family.
As I approached the grand wooden doors of the headquarters, the familiar scent of pine and earth enveloped me. It was a scent that had once brought comfort, but now it felt like a reminder of everything I had lost in that fleeting moment of power—everything I was trying to reclaim.
With each step, the weight of Sergio’s disappointment hung heavy on my shoulders. I could still hear his sharp words echoing in my mind, taunt
