Chapter 10: Gifts to Aurora
(Marcus's POV)
The ancient torches cast dancing shadows across the sacred meeting hall's stone walls. My wolf Logan's power thrummed beneath my skin as I faced the gathered council members. Their expressions ranged from cautious respect to barely concealed skepticism.
My fourth uncle, Elder Chen, stepped forward from the semicircle of council members. His gray hair gleamed in the torchlight as he fixed me with a challenging stare.
"With all due respect, Alpha heir," he began, his tone carrying a sharp edge. "This engagement seems... rushed."
I felt Logan's irritation rise, but kept my expression neutral. "Your concern is noted, Elder."
"The Silver Moon heir," he continued, emboldened by my calm response. "She's untested. Our pack's engagement rituals
