Chapter 55: Hidden Talents
(Cassandra's POV)
The Royal Werewolf Therapy School buzzed with anticipation. The sacred evaluation ceremony was an event steeped in tradition and status, and every wolf in attendance knew it.
I stood at the edges of the crowd, my amber eyes scanning the room. The grand hall gleamed under soft moonlight filtering through high, arched windows. Every detail of the space was pristine, from the polished stone floors to the intricate carvings of ancient pack symbols adorning the walls.
My attention shifted to the reserved Luna’s seat, positioned at the heart of the ceremony. It was more than just a chair—it was a symbol of authority and pride, reserved for the representative of the student under evaluation.
And today, Victoria Stone occupied that seat for me
