Chapter 27
"The moment power appears, predators begin circling." Night had fully fallen over the Blackwood territory. The pack house that had been full of excitement earlier now felt heavy with whispers and unease. Torches burned low along the stone walls while wolves gathered in small groups, speaking quietly about the impossible events they had witnessed. The Moonborn wolf. The Lycan prince. The prophecy. Every conversation eventually returned to the same name. Isolde. But while the pack talked, others were already planning. Far from the main hall, inside a dimly lit study at the edge of the pack house, Darius sat behind a wooden desk with a glass of dark liquor in his hand. His expression was tense. Across from him sat a nervous-looking omega messenger. “Are you certain the message rea
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