Kelly Thompson POV

The flames danced in the hearth, casting a flickering light over Elara's solemn features as she continued to unravel the enigma of the North pack. I leaned forward, my elbows resting on the mahogany table that stood between us-a barrier far less significant than the secrets being disclosed.

"Elara," I ventured, my voice a mere whisper against the crackling fire, "you've spoken of their strengths, but what of their weaknesses? Surely they must have vulnerabilities we can ...