Chapter 47

• The days after the ritual passed in a haze, each one blending into the next as Elara tried to make sense of the overwhelming power that now surged through her. It was a constant presence, a fire that burned within her veins, a reminder of the bond she now shared with the pack and the responsibility she had taken on. But it was not an easy thing to carry. She could feel the weight of the power pressing on her, the knowledge that it was both a gift and a curse, a burden she would never be able to lay down.
• Damien was by her side through it all, his support unwavering. He had never once faltered, never once given in to doubt or fear, and his presence was the only thing that kept her grounded as the days stretched on. He understood her better than anyone else, and with him, she felt like she could face whatever the future had in store. But even his strength couldn’t chase away the doubts that lingered in the back of her mind.
• The prophecy that had brought them together was far from over. The challenges were only beginning.