Two days later...
The Silver Night envoys arrived at Red Claw.
The sound of their arrival echoed through the courtyards of the Pack House as warriors stepped aside, allowing the visitors safe passage beneath the towering black banners of the Red Claw Pack.
Inside the Council Chamber...
Every seat had been occupied.
Alpha Darius sat upon the Alpha's seat, calm and commanding.
At his right sat Luna Mira.
Standing below them were Commander Rogan, Commander Megan, Alora, the Council Elders, the Red Claw commanders, and, farther behind, the surviving wolves of Midnight men and women who had long learned to hide their grief beneath quiet obedience.
Among them...
Luna Seraphine stood gracefully.
Twenty-two years had passed.
Time had matured her beauty without stealing it.
She remained
