Lucien pov

I called the council at dawn because I could no longer ignore what was happening to Bloodmoon.

The land felt wrong. Patrols returned confused. Wards failed without warning. Wolves spoke of shared dreams that left them shaken and silent. The pack was uneasy, and fear had started to take shape in the way people avoided each other’s eyes.

If I did not face it now, it would rot us from the inside.

The council chamber filled slowly. Elders took their seats. Warriors stood along the ...