Chapter 71
Gusto’s POV
Finally, the day of the coronation arrived. The palace was chaotic in a good way, filled with guests from far and wide.
The grand hall buzzed with conversation and excitement as pack members and visitors mingled, exchanging greetings and sharing stories.
I stood in the center of the hall, dressed in ceremonial robes that had been worn by leaders of our pack for generations.
The tradition and history that I had been taught over and over again settled on my shoulders, a reminder of the legacy I was stepping into.
The elders stood by my side, their presence a comforting and steadying influence.
As the ceremony began, the hall fell silent. The oldest priestess in the pack stepped forward, her voice strong and clear as she addressed the gathering.
She spoke of
