The sky that afternoon was clear, but my chest felt tight. The Silvergrove pack's meeting room felt colder than usual, even though sunlight streamed through the high window grilles and adorned the marble floor with golden light. Amidst that beauty, there was something invisible creeping around. Something that couldn't be explained by logic.I sat in the curved chair in the centre of the semi-circular room, with Alpha Aric on my right and Rowan on my left. Nyra stood directly behind me, taking notes swiftly, while Ilon stood not far from Alpha Aric, restless but silent.Before us sat Luna Meyra of the Glimmerhowl Pack, her face solemn, her small hands clenched above her skirt; Luna Carine of the Ashveil Pack, leaning back calmly, but her eyes sharp as if counting the breaths of anyone who had lost her trust; and the representative of the Blazeborn Pack—Alpha Garren—replacing Luna Elire, who was busy handling this matter within her territory.
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