The ceremonial ground was packed to the brim. Wolves from every territory stood shoulder to shoulder. Laura had never seen so many people in one place.

Her hands shook as she looked out at the crowd. Thousands of faces stared back at her. All waiting for her and watching solemnly.

"Breathe," Lucian whispered beside her. "Just breathe."

Laura tried. But the air felt thick and heavy. Like it was pressing down on her chest.

"I can't do this," she said quietly. "There are too many people."

"Yes, you can," Dante said. His voice was steady and calm. "You've done harder things."

Laura looked at him. Then at her other mates....