Chapter 99

• Sibel’s POV
• I took a deep breath, trying to gather the courage to walk back onto the ballroom stage. This wasn’t just for Dylan; it was for my people, for all the werewolves who looked up to me for leadership. As I stepped up, the crowd quieted down, their eyes fixed on me. I raised the microphone, my hands trembling just a little, but I steadied myself. I had to be strong.
• Clearing my throat, I began telling them the story... the real reason behind Dylan’s need to leave, the struggle his pack was facing. As I spoke, I could hear the murmurs starting, quiet at first, but soon they grew louder.