Desiree POV
The moment the words left my mouth, a heavy silence fell over the entire meeting ground.
For a few seconds, no one moved, it was as if the entire pack had forgotten how to breathe.
Then the murmurs began.
Whispers spread through the gathered pack members like wildfire.
“She accepted…”
“Is she crazy?”
“She’s going to fight Celine, she must have a death wish?”
The voices grew louder, mixing disbelief with curiosity.
I could feel dozens of eyes burning into my skin—some curious, some doubtful, and others openly hostile.
My wolf stirred uneasily beneath my skin, restless and alert, sensing the tension swirling around us like a storm waiting to explode.
Celine’s lips slowly curved into a smug smile, the kind of smile someone wore when they believed victory was already the
