POV: Lyra

The invitation arrived at dawn.

I was sitting in the great hall with a cup of tea in my hands when Selene walked in with a scroll bearing a seal I did not recognize. She placed it on the table in front of me and stepped back without a word.

I picked it up and turned it over.

The seal was silver and black. A wolf howling at a moon. The symbol of the Grand Council.

I broke the seal and read.

Queen Lyra of the Bloodline Pack,

The Grand Council has been convened. Every Alpha, every Luna, every leader of every pack in the known territories has...