Chapter 49

The day of the ceremony arrived with a crisp breeze carrying the faint scent of pine and bonfire smoke, the air thick with the hum of voices. The Grimwood pack’s courtyard was decorated with silver banners and fresh blooms, a stage set for an occasion that carried both prestige and weight among the allied packs.

Silas stood among the gathered Alphas and Lunas, a tall and commanding figure with his