Chapter 133

Viona POV

The council hall of the Light Pack was alive with noise-voices clashing, parchments slamming, messengers arriving breathless from every corner of their borders. Since dawn, I had been seated at the head of the table, crown upon my head, quill in my hand, listening to the flood of reports that refused to end.

"Three patrols along the eastern ridge, my Alpha, but we spotted unfamiliar tracks."

"The Night pack request a formal alliance-though their tone suggests more ...