Chapter 13: Ancient Claims
(Elara's POV)
The Midnight Sun Pack's sacred council chamber loomed massive and imposing, the air thick with tension. Moonlight sliced through the high windows, casting fleeting patterns along the smooth stone floor. It felt like the weight of centuries rested upon all of us as the gathered pack members stood silently.
I tried to keep my breathing even, despite the anxious thrum of my heart. Every slight movement echoed through the vast chamber, heavy with the energy of decisions being made that would affect the fate of everyone present.
Rosalind's voice rang out, resonating like a bell in the still air. Her words were clear, sharp, laced with the authority of someone who had spent her life commanding respect. "The moon goddess herself witnessed the pact
