Lana’s POV
The grand hall glittered like a moonlit sea, chandeliers shaped like stars hung from the domed ceiling, reflecting against the white marble floor, while banners of every major pack swayed lightly from the high beams. The energy in the air was taut, filled with pride, rivalry, and expectation.
I sat among the front-row seats, the VIP section because Damon had introduced me and his significant other. He sat beside me, his posture as regal as ever, effortlessly commanding respect with just his presence. My gown shimmered faintly when I moved, but my palms were damp against my lap.
The ceremony began with speeches, one representative after another stepping onto the raised platform to deliver carefully rehearsed words about cooperation, peace, and unity between packs.
But beneath
