MOONLITE SECRETS

huge chamber, wrapped in tapestries depicting their pack's history, appeared colder than normal, despite the fire burning in the hearth

She knew this would not be a straightforward meeting; it was not conducive to a child's innocence.

le, but she was certain that the council's gaze would also land heavily on him. Their eyes followed her w

us. The Silverveil pack's leader, a man whose authority had never wavered. He'd been the pack's alpha for as long as Amara co

m with a quiet power that silenced the other council membe

chest. "I'm here to fulfill my obligations, as a

. He indicated for her to take a seat at the table, which

a close-knit group comprised of Silverveil's most powerful families, each with their ambitions, plans, and gru

were sharp and vigilant. Aurelia sat behind him, her gaze shifting between Amara and

ius said, and the

rrent of restlessness, a tension that stretched between the pack leaders like a tightrope. The Bloodcla

oman from the Wyrmscale household, her tone quiet but venomous. "This is an i

pack must remain together." His comments were forceful, and his voice exuded the authority of someone accustomed to being obey

hat had always persisted in Silverveil-constant undercurrents of power maneuvers, alliances, and

the room to Aurelia's sharp, calculating eyes. The elder woman's lips were pursed in thinking, but something d

e room's attention once more, "we ad

the table's edge. She had

eyes narrowed, some with distrust, s

icy. "And now, after all these years, you come without explanation, accompanied by a

. She opened her lips to speak, but Aurelia cut her off, her voice cold. "It's one thing to

herself for this moment, but hearing it uttered aloud i

the tumult within her. "Eryx is under my protection. He's here beca

ps tightening. "And this makes him a menace. "He r

ething calculated about the way he looked at Amara. "The pack will not be swayed by your personal feeli

Silverveil, and her return must be acknowledged. His tone was solid, but Amara detected an undercurrent o

ould no longer concentrate on what they were saying. Her mind raced, and the weight of the decision was heav

he council hall doors crashed open, reveali

en appearance. His piercing eyes focused on Amara's, and she was froze

he word escaping her lips

nto a reassuring,

," Cassian explained, his voice smooth and assured

What was he doing h

t his words revealed a trace of uncertainty. "What is this

ra. "I am not here for a power struggle, Darius

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t t

into his jacket and brought out a crumpled

holding it out to her,