POV: Elara
The weight of Finn’s betrayal still lingered in the air, an ache that hadn’t yet faded despite the pack’s collective resolve to move forward. With each day, however, I sensed the growing certainty in my wolves’ eyes—a determination to face whatever Silas threw at us. Finn’s treachery, while painful, had strengthened our bond, cementing our loyalty and trust in each other. Yet I couldn’t shake the feeling that the worst was yet to come.
So, when a scout delivered a message the next morning—a message from Silas, requesting a meeting to discuss terms of peace—I felt the chill of disbelief ripple through me.
Silas wanted peace?
The council gathered quickly to discuss it, each member visibly wary. Celia and Osric, as always, sat closest to me, their expressions mirroring the conc
