The grand hall of the Shadow Fang pack house pulsed with life. Flickering torches cast golden light across ancient stone walls, and the air thrummed with a mix of reverence and excitement. Warriors stood in formation, their eyes sharp. Elders watched in silence, their expressions unreadable but intrigued. Murmurs rippled through the crowd—curiosity, wonder, and whispered tales of the silver-haired she-wolf who had stolen their Alpha’s heart.Ella stood at the threshold, her pulse pounding in ...