POV: Elara
The days after my time with the young wolves brought a rare sense of peace, but I knew it couldn’t last. Tensions in the pack still simmered beneath the surface, and I was all too aware that one spark could send everything crashing into chaos. So when word reached me that one of the senior wolves—one who had once been loyal to Dante—wanted a private meeting, I felt both apprehension and curiosity stir within me.
Leoric had been a staunch follower of Dante before his banishment. Known for his strength and tactical mind, Leoric was respected among the warriors and looked up to by many of the younger wolves. In the days since Dante’s return, I’d sensed a certain distance from him, a lingering loyalty to the past that set him apart from the rest. I couldn’t help but wonder what ha
