Aéron's point of view The meeting room was already crowded when I entered.Every allied Alpha who had arrived at Red Moon Pack was seated around the long table, along with their Betas, our elders, my mother, Lucian, Kreos, and the witches who had come with Soren. The atmosphere was nothing like our usual council meetings. There was no arrogance, no political argument, no unnecessary challenge between Alphas.Everyone in that room wanted the same thing. Elara.I walked to the head of the table and remained standing. My eyes moved toward the oldest witch among them. She looked fragile at first glance, her silver hair braided down her back, her skin lined with age, but the moment she lifted her eyes toward me, I felt the weight of something ancient behind them."Tell me everything you know," I said. "I don't care how old the information is, how impossible it sounds, or whether you think it is relevant. If you know something about the fortress, Henry, ancient magic, or Elara, you tell us
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