Chapter 176Viona's POV

The night air over the Levites pack was rich with pine, smoke, and laughter. The celebration was in full swing: lanterns swayed in the trees, their golden glow mingling with the silver of the moon. Music carried across the open courtyard of the pack house, drums pulsing like a heartbeat while wolves and humans alike danced in a circle around the towering birthday cake that glittered with sparklers.

At the center of it all was Ariel, his grin wide as he hoisted Lyra onto ...