KELLY THOMPSON'S POV

The full moon hung heavy in the midnight sky, its silvery light a silent witness to our victory. I stood atop the ancient stone cliffs that bordered our territory, my senses alive with the electric pulse of unity that now coursed through the veins of every werewolf pack under my reign. For the first time in centuries, we had come together as one formidable force, not out of fear or submission but out of respect and a shared vision for the future. The air was charged with ...