Chapter 29 The Gathering Storm

• The journey ahead was no longer just a mission; it had become a calling. The weight of Meher’s newfound destiny sat heavily on her shoulders, but there was no time to falter. The Keeper’s words echoed in her mind, and they drove her forward with an intensity she hadn’t expected.
• "Only you can unite the packs," the Keeper had said. "Only you."
• But what did that even mean? How could she, one lone wolf, convince dozens—no, hundreds—of others to set aside their differences and join forces? The wolves were fractured, scattered by decades of mistrust and fear, and Jareth’s influence was like poison, spreading through their ranks.