"The moment fate recognizes its own, the entire world must step aside."
The doors of the Blackwood great hall stood open as Prince Ariel Silvermoon stepped inside.
The change in atmosphere was immediate.
The warm chatter that had filled the hall moments earlier vanished as if someone had stolen the air from the room. Conversations died mid-sentence. Laughter faded. Even the music played by the small group of musicians in the corner faltered before stopping entirely.
Every wolf in the hall turned toward the entrance.
And every single one of them felt it.
Power.
Not the loud, aggressive dominance of an Alpha asserting control.
No.
This was something deeper.
Something ancient.
Ariel didn’t need to release his aura for the room to feel it. His mere presence carried the quiet authori
