DAMIEN’S POV
The night had finally begun to move in my favor, things were finally falling into place and were finally moving in my direction. The Great Hall was alive with conversation and laughter, the low hum of powerful voices blending with the music drifting down from the balcony. Torchlight burned brightly along the walls, casting long golden shadows across the banners of my pack.
Every Alpha worth impressing was present, every elder who mattered was watching. Exactly what I needed. Nyra stood beside me as if she had been born to occupy that place. Her posture was flawless, her smile carefully measured as she greeted each arriving guest.
She played the role of future Luna perfectly, and the wolves in the hall noticed. That alone would strengthen my position when the elders discusse
