(Darius)
I stepped outside, the sounds of the pack members’ shouts already getting louder. It wasn’t just noise; it was anger, frustration, and disappointment. They were gathered in a large group near the packhouse, their voices rising and I could tell that they were serious.
“Lauren isn’t our Luna!” one voice shouted, loud and firm.
“She doesn’t deserve the title!” another yelled.
I clenched my jaw and forced myself to remain calm as I approached them. The tension in the air was almost suffocating, and I could see Lauren standing off to the side, her arms crossed and a glare fixed on the crowd. She looked angry, but she wasn’t saying anything. Not yet, at least.
The pack members didn’t even notice me at first. They were too caught up in their protests, and I couldn’t blame them. The
