SERAPHINA
The sun had just risen as I stood at the edge of the Nightveil Pack's training field, wearing the simple black workout clothes Callista had prepared for me. The morning mist still hung between the trees, creating a mystical atmosphere that strangely felt fitting for what was about to happen.
Three days had passed since the meeting with the Elders. Three days I had spent in suspense, wondering what kind of test they had planned to prove my worthiness as the future Luna.
“Are you ready?” asked Elder Beatrice, approaching with a gentle smile that somehow did nothing to ease my anxiety. She was wearing a traditional ceremonial robe, and behind her walked the other Elders, each carrying an object I couldn't quite make out from this distance.
“As ready as I can be,” I rep
