Lucian Mooncrest's POV
By the second morning, the shock of my daughter's revelation had settled into something the realm could work around, and the true purpose of this gathering could finally begin.
I stood on the raised platform overlooking the eastern training fields, watching the last of the delegations file into position beneath a sky still pale with early light.
The grounds had been prepared for weeks in anticipation of this moment, every measurement accounted for, every detail arranged with the precision this event demanded.
The leadership training was not simply a gathering of young wolves. It was the mechanism by which the next generation of Alphas, Betas, and pack leaders would be measured against one another, tested not by comparison to their fathers' reputations, but b
