Two nights crawled by after the chaotic events that unfolded in the Shadow Wolves' clearing. The air still crackled with tension, a raw nerve exposed for all to see. Serene remained fortified in her designated quarters, drained both physically and emotionally. The horrifying display of her newfound power had left her shaken, the echoes of the dying wolf a constant weight in her gut.
Thane sat brooding on his throne. The throne room, usually a place of bustling activity, felt heavy with silence. Every growl, every nervous shift from the pack outside seemed to grate on his already frayed nerves.
Then came the announcement. Slate entered the chamber. "Alpha Raine and Elina of are here to see you," he announced, his voice gruff.
A flicker of surprise crossed Thane's face. He would’ve expect
