Elara’s Pov After training hard with my protective brothers for a couple of days, the next three days were a blur of luxury that felt surreal. I was fed nutrient-rich broths, my skin treated with oils that cost more than a Silver-Moon house. But the fear was still there. Every time a door slammed, I jumped. Every time my brothers’ voices got loud, I wanted to hide under the bed. “Stop that,” a new voice commanded. I looked up to see a man standing in the doorway. He was lithe, dressed in a grey suit, with a smirk on his face. “Hi little sis, I’m Silas, your big brother,” he said, widening his arms like he wanted to give me a hug. "Hello," I said quietly, my voice muffled in the sheets. “Stop hiding your face, cutie,” Silas said, yanking the blankets off my face. He lifted my chin with one finger. “You are a Vane now. Tonight is the Council Gala, and every Alpha will be there. When we enter that ballroom, I want you to raise your head high, and look at them like ants under your
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