Chapter 103: When Choices Begin to Hurt

The news spread faster than fire.

By the second morning after the vision, Dark Moon was no longer just a pack. It had become a crossroads.

Messengers came from the North Ridge, from Silver Dust, from packs so small they barely had names. Some arrived in wolf form and shifted at the border. Others came on horses, carrying sealed letters and guarded faces.

They all asked the same thing.

Is it true?

Is the prophecy child alive?

Is the Authority ...