CELESTE'S POV
No one moved.
The entire battlefield had fallen into an eerie silence.
Hundreds of witches stood beyond the pack's borders beneath the crimson glow of the Blood Moon. Their black cloaks swayed gently in the wind, but not a single one stepped forward.
Across from them stood the pack.Every warrior remained in position.Weapons drawn.Wolves growling.
Kael stood at the very front, his golden eyes fixed on Seraphine.Beside him were Liam, the witch doctor, and the strongest warriors the pack had.
Behind them...Inside the pack house...Kiara refused to leave Rowan and Ryder's side.
The tension was unbearable.Everyone expected the attack.
But it never came.
Seraphine simply stood there, her silver eyes sweeping across the pack before finally resting on Kael.
A faint smile app
