Dain’s POV
The final council meeting ended well after midnight, and by the time I stepped out of the chamber, the entire palace had fallen into the quiet stillness that only arrived when most of the pack had gone to sleep.
Several candles still burned along the stone corridors, casting soft golden light across the walls, while distant guards continued their patrols outside, but compared to the endless discussions I had endured throughout the evening, the silence felt almost welcome.
Unfortunately, the moment the meetings ended, another thought immediately pushed itself to the front of my mind.
Nymera.
I hadn't seen her since arriving at the palace.
Between dealing with the outraged Elders, calming council members, answering questions from advisors, and preventing three separate ar
