Arthur's POV
I sat in the meeting room with the elders, trying to focus, but my mind kept drifting back to Julianne. So much had been happening recently, and everything felt like it was spinning out of control. The elders were discussing the upcoming festival, but all I could think about was the chaos brewing within my house—and the surrounding Julianne.
"Arthur," Elder Green said, his voice stern and demanding, pulling me back into the conversation. "We need to finalize the details for the festival. We cannot afford any disruptions. The neighboring packs are expecting us to show a united front."
I nodded absentmindedly, my eyes glancing at the papers spread out in front of me. "I understand, but... I’m not sure I can be part of it this year," I admitted, my voice low. "A lot is going
