Liora’s POV
The sun was going down already by the time we finally returned to the Silver Moon Pack. I had stepped into the pack that once rejected and humiliated me exhausted but victorious. As soon as I arrived, the atmosphere changed. Wolves gathered from different ranks, and none stayed back in their chambers.
It happened that the news of our victory and the magical healing that took place on the battlefield went before us into the pack. As they looked and waited, I saw something different from the one I saw the last time I left the pack, their eyes were filled with awe and respect.
I could see and hear from their Whispers and looks that they were proud of me, they cheered as I approached. Somehow, I felt strange, seeing them cheering me and welcoming me, a wolf that they themed a
