Chapter 13 – The Awakening
The council fire had burned low, its flames licking lazily at the dark sky. The pack dispersed slowly, some with wary glances cast in Elena’s direction, others with quiet murmurs she couldn’t quite catch. Her body trembled, not from fear, but from the weight of what she’d just done.
She had spoken out. She had stood before wolves—creatures who could rip her apart with a swipe of their claws—and declared herself willing to fight.
Her chest heaved, the echo of her own words still ringing in her ears.
I won’t hide while others fight for me. I’ll fight too.
When she turned, Damien was still there, his arms crossed, his silver eyes following her every movement. His gaze was unreadable, a storm she couldn’t decipher.
For a moment, neither spoke. The silence stret
