The heavy doors of the enclave swung open.

The moment the doors opened, the world seemed to freeze. Silence immediately descended on the elders as they all slowly turned to face the door.

Aria began walking towards the seats, Lucien followed beside her, their heavy footsteps echoed in the now silent hall. All the elder’s eyes were trained on her, but hers were trained on only one wolf, Elder Faen.

He was fully shifted into a lycan, his claws outstretched and his lips curled into a smile as he prepared to tear into Elder Wren.

Aria didn’t flinch at the absurd sight. In fact, she shook her head in disbelief,...