**(Elara's POV)**I took a deep breath, composing myself before addressing the gathered wolves. The moonlight streaming through the venue's windows cast everything in silver, making this moment feel almost prophetic."You're absolutely right," I said, my voice carrying clearly across the space. "I am from humble beginnings. I spent years in the silver-laced containment facility."Madeline's eyes widened with surprise. She hadn't expected me to admit this so openly."I have no prestigious pack lineage, no inherited hunting territories, no family connections to speak of," I continued, meeting each gaze steadily. "Everything I have, I've earned through my own efforts."The wolves around us shifted uncomfortably. Some looked impressed by my honesty, others seemed uncertain how to react."But what I do have," I said, my voice growing stronger, "is the ability to secure major territory projects for Foster Pack Enterprises. Projects that have brought significant hunting rights and terri
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