Chapter 130: The Festival

Nicholas’s POV

Through the office's window, I looked outside. The aroma of grilled meats and sweet pastries instantly filled the air while the lively melody competed with the lively chatter of the pack. Long tables stretched across the training grounds, filled with goods mostly meat. Lanterns adorned with intricate paper cuttings. The Moon Festival was in full swing. It is a festival that only Lycans do to look back on the time the Moon Goddess made our kind—Lycans.

I stepped away from the window, pulling down the blinds. I craned my neck as exhaustion gnawed at my bones. The past few days had been a series of meetings. Coordinating with teams hunting rogue Council members, tracking down Keith's remaining experiments, and issuing orders to the packs who'd agreed to help capture them. It was a global game of cat and mouse, fueled by Florence's intel about Keith's hidden facilities.

I had just showered and honestly, a refreshing shower had offered me a little relaxation whil