CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
The heavy doors of the throne room groaned open.
Evan walked in without a word.
The moment his foot crossed the threshold, countless pairs of eyes turned toward him.
The throne room of the Moon Pack had stood for over a thousand years.
It was a masterpiece built by generations of Alpha Kings.
Towering pillars of polished black obsidian lined both sides of the hall, each one carved with the stories of legendary Alphas who had once ruled the werewolf kingdom. Massive silver chandeliers floated beneath the vaulted ceiling, their enchanted crystals glowing with a soft moonlight that bathed the room in an ethereal glow.
Moonlight streamed through enormous stained-glass windows depicting wolves standing beneath the full moon, painting silver and sapphire patterns across
