Vivian's POV

It had been a long and arduous night for me.

After saying goodbye to Delia and Catherine, we all removed our masks. I tried to mimic Kral's emotionless demeanor as I scanned the faces of the others before following the group back to a place known as the Temple.

It seemed to hold great significance among the royals and nobles, evident from the presence of numerous wolf warriors adorned in purple-patterned armor.

Keeping my silence, I avoided making eye contact with the wolf warriors. However, my attention was drawn to a familiar magical aura that lingered in the air.

How intriguing! I pondered absentmindedly. I should seize the...