Chapter 61:

A Disgrace's Fall

Ella’s

The tension in the tribal hall felt like a suffocating shroud, thick and icy cold. Every single person watched us now, their faces grim, as if the sacred Luna ceremony had abruptly transformed into a public trial. The silence was absolute, broken only by the ragged breaths of the Silverfang delegation.

I allowed myself a slow, sharp laugh—a short, cutting sound that sliced through the quiet. My gaze fixed on Jasper, who stood frozen in disbelief, then ...