Semua Bab The Prophecy of the Golden Wolf : Bab 21 - Bab 26

Calla's Perspective: "I still don't understand how it works," I admitted to Iris a few days before Silver Moon was set to arrive. We sat in the packhouse garden, surrounded by Maya's magically enhanced flowers that seemed to bloom more vibrantly whenever she was nervous about something. The afternoon sun cast long shadows across the carefully tended beds, but I barely noticed the peaceful setting—my mind was too occupied with the impending diplomatic meeting that could determine the future of werewolf cooperation.Iris set down her tea cup with careful precision and studied me with those pale blue eyes that always seemed to see more than they should. At seventy-three, she carried herself with the quiet confidence of someone who'd spent decades understanding magical complexities that others couldn't even perceive. "Before you meet with other pack leaders, you need to understand your own abilities completely. Tell me exactly what you remember from the battle with Kane. Step by step, ev

Calla's Perspective (Same Day)I stood at my bedroom window watching the expensive convoy pull up three hours earlier than expected, my stomach dropping as I realized I wasn't mentally prepared for this moment. The formal green dress Anya had chosen for me hung on the closet door, still waiting while I stood in jeans and an oversized sweater, feeling more like an overwhelmed teenager than a legendary Golden Wolf. "We are ready," Lyra said firmly in my mind. "Whether we feel it or not." "Easy for you to say," I muttered, rushing to change clothes. "You don't have to worry about accidentally starting a diplomatic incident." The mindlink explosion from downstairs made me wince—multiple voices overlapping in urgent mental chatter about the early arrival. I could feel the pack's nervous energy like electricity in the air, which only made my own anxiety spike higher. 

Alpha Sebastian's Perspective I stood at the window of my guest quarters, watching the early morning mist rise from the Moonveil forest, but my mind was far from the peaceful scenery. The events of yesterday had shifted the entire political landscape in ways I was still processing, and my wolf, Atlas, was practically vibrating with a mixture of satisfaction and strategic anticipation. "Our Beta has found her mate," Atlas said with deep approval. "The bond between our packs is now sealed in the most sacred way possible." The mate bond between Connor and Aoife changed everything. What had begun as exploratory diplomatic negotiations had suddenly become something far more significant—a permanent alliance sealed not by treaties or political agreements, but by the unbreakable bond between destined mates. A soft rustling from the other side of the room interrupted my thoughts. Madiso