ELSA'S POV
After waiting for hours, we finally heard the good news that Jessica had delivered. I could hear the shouts of joy from the pack members outside the hospital.
I, too, couldn't hold back my joy; the thought suddenly came to my mind. I once heard a story from Elijah; he said his father had told him. The story was about the mystic drum that is beaten by the elders of the pack whenever a significant child is born. And by significant child, it meant either the next Alpha or the next Beta or any child born of the Alpha or Beta. According to him, the sound of the drum sounded so mystic and glorious. I never believed him because I had never heard of such in my pack or from any other person.
I turned to him as I remembered the story. “Remember when you told me that story of the myst
