The great hall of the Lycan Palace had never felt so quiet.
Aria stood beside Kael at the head of the room, trying not to let the dozens of eyes watching her make her uncomfortable. She had been in the palace for weeks now, but she still had not gotten used to the way everyone looked at her.
Some looked curious.
Some looked afraid.
And others looked as though they were waiting for her to fail.
Kael sat on the black throne beside her, his expression unreadable. His presence alone was enough to silence the room, but Aria could feel the tension beneath the silence.
Three representatives from the Silver Moon Pack stood before the throne.
Their leader, Alpha Roran, was an enormous gray wolf with cold blue eyes. He bowed to Kael, but there was little respect in the gesture.
“My king,” Ro
