On the high balcony overlooking the wide, sprawling lands of the pack, Travis stood like a statue. His eyes were fixed on the horizon, but he saw nothing. His heart felt like it had been turned to lead.Inside the grand suite, the atmosphere was even more somber. Grand Matriarch Maricar sat beside her husband, Temur. Across from them, the Former Luna and Alpha, Travis’s parents, sat with their heads bowed. The room was silent except for the sound of Maricar’s muffled sobbing."I can’t believe this, Travis," the Grand Matriarch said, her voice cracking as she wiped her eyes. "My granddaughter-in-law and my great-grandchild... they are about to die. How can we just stand here?"Travis didn't turn around. He kept his back to his family, his voice coming out cold and flat, echoing against the stone. "We can’t do anything about it, Grandma. It’s our rules. Silverstone Pack rules cannot be broken. We have lived following these laws long before Aubrey ever came to us."His father, the Former
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