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Chapter 157: Elena Visits

作者: Kim castro
last update 公開日: 2026-07-20 14:46:22

I had not expected to feel nervous.

I had stood in council chambers in front of thirty-seven Alphas. I had walked between two packs on the edge of physical conflict and let the pacifying power move through me without flinching. I had received my grandmother in a room where neither of us had words yet and held the silence without breaking. I had done difficult things, one after another, and I had learned through the doing of them that difficulty and fear were not the same thing.

But Elena Hale w
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