Seraphine's POV
By midmorning, the whispers turned into demands. The Council and pack representatives, fueled by the strong scent of the previous night’s intimacy, began to pressure Darius.
The Demands
First came the chief steward, requesting an urgent Council convocation for "the announcement about the Luna."
Next, the weapons master arrived, carrying parchment for the "Luna’s protection."
Around noon, two half-pack speakers from the city demanded an audience.
“The pack’s safety demands that we be officially informed about the marking,” one began. “The scent of the bond in the courtyard… everyone smells it. The people want certainty.”
“The people are right,” cut in the other. “Without a Luna, the pack feels unstable. If the choice has fallen upon Seraphine, we ask that it be sancti
