Caitlyn’s POV

I had made my choice. Despite the weight pressing down on me, despite Raymond’s reluctance, I knew I couldn’t turn back now. The Silver Moon Pack’s sacred grounds held the final pieces of the truth I had been searching for, and I wouldn’t stop until I uncovered them. The Council of Elders had already decided—my presence was necessary. Whether they saw me as a savior or a threat remained unclear. But one thing was certain: the time for hesitation had passed.

The air outside the pack house was thick with tension as I packed my few belongings. The moon hung low, still tinged with the eerie remnants of...