Chapter 26
Liana POV
I couldn’t help but feel happy that even if it was a few moments, I was the one Darius had chosen. My emotions were like that of a little girl who stole a candy.
The clearing near the temple was alive with quiet reverence as the ritual began. The Shaman handed me a small bowl filled with sacred herbs. He whispered instructions to me on how to offer them to the spirits. I stepped forward, feeling the weight of every eye on me. The altar glowed softly in the fire light, its surface covered with offerings from the pack.
As I scattered the herbs into the ceremonial fire, fragrant smoke curled upward into the night sky. My hands trembled slightly. I was never involved in such ceremonies in my father’s pack because he thought of me as a weak wolf who was nothing else
