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~GRAY The silence in the hall was beginning to feel unnatural. I sat in my place among the royal seats, my back straight against the chair, my expression carefully composed while my mind ran through every possible reason my dad could have summoned the entire Pack. Something had happened. I was certain of it. The foreign spiritual healer I had seen leaving the Alpha's wing earlier had only made that certainty worse. I glanced toward Varg. He stood at the center of the hall, his presence commanding every pair of eyes in the room. Amaris stood beside him. That alone unsettled me. She looked different. Not physically, exactly. But there was a lightness about her that hadn't been there before. She wasn't carrying herself like someone waiting for the next blow to fall. She stood beside Varg with her shoulders relaxed, her eyes roaming about the room. I narrowed my eyes. What exactly had happened? My gaze shifted toward Ember who sat a short distance away, her expression hard and

~AMARISIt was supposed to be a peaceful morning.Varg had left for some duties and I just got out of the invigorating warm bath. My skin was damp, hair dripping water onto my back as I towel-dried it.Then a creak sounded from behind me. I froze instantly, my eyes quickly lifting up to see who it was through the mirror in front of me.Gray.My eyes flashed the moment I spotted him behind me. I turned around immediately. “What are you doing here?” My fingers snapped toward the door. “Get out of here now!” I spat.But Gray didn't even flinch. In fact, my voice seemed to amuse him.Worse, he stepped further inside the room, locking the door behind him. A smirk formed on his lips and I folded my fists, fear beginning to singe somewhere in my chest. Gray was never up to any good whenever he smiled like that. My voice dropped.I took one micro step backward. “Gray what do you want?” His smirk widened. “You.” he said simply. “Gray, you know you shouldn't be here. Varg will kill yo

~AMARISI had spent the past few days shaken by what I had witnessed.Not because I had never seen Varg angry before. I had. I had seen the way the entire atmosphere of a room could change when his patience ran out, how even the strongest wolves became careful with their words when his temper surfaced.But what happened with Gray had been different.He had not been the Alpha I had grown accustomed to seeing beside me, the man whose presence had somehow become a source of calm despite everything that had happened between us.That day, I had seen the ruthless Alpha everyone else knew.And somehow, knowing that his rage had been triggered because of me made it harder to forget.The scene replayed in my mind whenever I least expected it. Sometimes I would glance toward the table where the confrontation had happened, and an uncomfortable chill would run through me.This happened because of me.I knew Gray had crossed a line. I knew Varg had every reason to be furious.Still, watching a fat

~AMARISThe cheers slowly faded as Varg and I walked farther into the grand hall.The enormous doors closed behind us, shutting out the noise from the corridors and leaving us surrounded by the countless members of the pack who had gathered for this moment.For a few seconds, nobody spoke.Everyone simply watched us.I could feel the weight of their eyes as we made our way toward the ceremonial platform at the far end of the hall, but strangely, I wasn't nervous anymore.I was excited.My fingers remained intertwined with Varg's as we walked, and every few steps, I caught myself glancing at him.He looked completely composed.As always.Yet I knew him well enough now to notice the subtle tension in his hand around mine, the quiet awareness in his eyes as he took in the hall.This mattered to him too.We reached the center of the ceremonial platform, where an arrangement of ancient symbols had been carefully drawn across the floor.Candles surrounded the markings, their flames moving g

~AMARISThe hall had gone so quiet that I could hear the faint crackle of the ceremonial flames.Only minutes ago, this place had been filled with celebration.Now, it felt like a courtroom.Willow stood several steps away from me, still holding the evidence that had shattered everything we thought we knew. The messages. The payment records. The recording of Gray's own voice.There was no prophecy.There had only ever been a lie.And the man responsible was standing before us.Gray looked nothing like the person I had once known.His face was still marked by the aftermath of Varg's attack, his broken nose healing beneath the swelling, red scars crossing skin that had not yet fully recovered. He moved stiffly as the guards brought him forward, but there was something about his eyes that unsettled me more than his appearance ever could.He wasn't afraid.Not really.Lupa was different.The renowned seer who had once stood before this entire pack with absolute certainty now stood with hi