Amara’s POV.

A deep sigh escaped my lips as I gazed up at the cloudy sky. The overcast weather made me feel lethargic, but I couldn’t afford to be unproductive. The members of the Dark Crescent Pack relied on me to lead their training sessions.

From the balcony of our room, I surveyed the scene below. Not a single pack member was idle. They were all working tirelessly to complete their tasks. Some were engaged in fierce duels to hone their combat skills, while others stood guard at the border, even through the night. The rest were busy prepping for the upcoming banquet. Everyone was pretty busy.

My lips curved...