Chapter 188 Announcing The New Luna

• Blake hurried down the cobblestone path leading to the Packhouse, his boots crunching against the gravel with each hurried step. The morning air was crisp, carrying with it the scent of pine and earth, but Blake barely noticed. His mind was racing, trying to decipher why Isaac had summoned a meeting with the elders so soon after becoming Alpha. It was only his second day in the position—what could the young man possibly want?
• Blake couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. Isaac might have never been a quiet and reserved young man, one to make bold moves without careful consideration. But it was still unexpected that here he was, calling for a gathering of the pack’s most respected leaders as if he had urgent business to attend to. Blake's brow furrowed in concern as he quickened his pace, his thoughts churning with possibilities.
• As he approached the Packhouse, Blake suddenly caught a whiff of a scent that made him stop in his tracks. It was familiar, yet elusive—like a distant memory tugging at the edges of his consciousness. He inhaled deeply, trying to place it, but the scent slipped away before he could fully grasp it. His eyes narrowed in concentration as he scanned the area, his senses on high alert.