ANOKAI
I sat on the edge of my bed, my mind churning with questions I had no answers to.
The council.
The word echoed in my head, heavy with implications I didn’t fully understand. I’d heard of them before, of course—everyone had.
The mysterious governing body that oversaw all werewolf packs, that made the rules we all lived by, that held more power than any single alpha.
But I’d never seen them. Never met anyone who had.
They were like ghosts. Present but invisible. Powerful but untouchable.
And now they were here. In the Shadowcrest pack.
Something had changed the minute Basil had announced their arrival on that hilltop. The atmosphere had shifted so dramatically it was like the air itself had been replaced.
Emiriel’s expression had gone carefully blank. Rowan’s entire body had tensed
