Ron’s POV
The fire crackled in the center of the cold stone chamber, casting flickering shadows on the faces of the Elders seated around the long table. Smoke from the ceremonial incense twisted in the air like warning signs—thick, pungent, and heavy with unease.
I stood at the head of the chamber, hands folded behind my back, jaw clenched as the last of the scouts delivered his report.
“She shifted,” the scout said. “The Banished girl Rex. They thought she was dead… and I was just about to leave when she came back. Alive. Then she shifted right after.”
The room fell into suffocating silence. But he didn’t stop.
“She completed the transition without issue. And it wasn’t just any shift. The earth burned, power shook the forest, and the moon itself responded. Her wolf it’s nothing we’ve
