Chapter 66Elodie POV

The morning air was unusually crisp, carrying the faint scent of wet earth and distant pines. I could hear the soft hum of the Dark Moon Pack’s school stirring—footsteps, faint conversations, and the occasional bark of a training wolf somewhere beyond the fences.

I tightened the strap of my training bag over my shoulder, my fingers brushing against the smooth leather where I kept my essentials. My heart thumped with a mixture of anticipation and unease. Training days ...