Chapter 91: The Funeral

Elara's POV

Dawn broke over Mirageborn with unnatural brilliance, as if the sun itself sought to mock our grief with its cheerful persistence.

The morning light filtered through the oasis trees, casting dappled shadows across the procession as we made our way to the small clearing that served as our pack's memorial ground.

Lyra's body, wrapped in the traditional black shroud reserved for fallen Be