Chapter 29

• Days passed in a blur of activity. The pack had retreated to their stronghold, gathering their forces, tending to their wounds, and preparing for whatever was to come. Elara had thrown herself into her responsibilities, working tirelessly to strengthen their defenses and ensure the pack was ready for Lucien’s next move.
• But even in the midst of it all, a nagging sense of unease lingered. Something was off. It was as if the very air around her had shifted, a dark presence that she couldn’t quite place.
• And then, one evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, the unease turned into something far more concrete.