Chapter 42

• They had gathered the pack in secret, away from prying eyes. It wasn’t time yet to reveal the truth to everyone, not until they had a better understanding of what was coming. But the tension was palpable, and as Elara sat in the middle of the room with Damien, she could feel it in the air. The pack was waiting for something. Waiting for her.
• Damien stood beside her, his presence a silent reassurance. The pack members gathered around them, their eyes focused on him, but there was an unspoken understanding in the air—they were waiting for Elara, for the Luna, to step into her role and take command.
• “Tonight, we discuss our plans,” Damien began, his voice firm, authoritative, as always. “But there are still things we need to understand before we can make a move. The elders are coming. They’ll have more answers, but we need to be prepared.”