SCARLETT ROSE
The ceremony continues, and I am completely immersed in this experience.
I can barely process everything happening around me, but the energy is palpable—an invisible force pulsing in the air.
Each of the Lycans around us moves in perfect harmony, with a precision that can only come from years of practice.
Their eyes shine intensely, reflecting the torchlight, while their imposing forms radiate power and a deep connection to the wild nature surrounding us.
With every chant and every word spoken, I feel more connected to Kieran and to all the members of the pack.
This is not just a rite of acceptance. It is a moment of unity, strength, and belonging.
As the pack leader continues his chants, I realize I am no longer alone.
It is not just Kieran who accepts me as his, but
