ELODIE’S POV
At first, I thought it was my imagination. The Great Hall was crowded, loud with laughter and clinking glasses. Wolves moved constantly between the tables, conversations overlapping until the entire room blurred into one restless current of voices. But something felt… wrong.
I had just finished offering drinks to a group of visiting Alphas when a chill crawled slowly up the back of my neck. The feeling was unmistakable. Someone was watching me. Not the passing curiosity of a guest recognizing a former council member. Not the bored glance of a wolf accepting a drink. This was different.
Sharp. Focused. Predatory.
My fingers tightened slightly around the silver tray as I forced myself to move toward the next group of guests. The other omegas had warned me about wolves who st
