Chapter 98

• In a very far distance between the narrow alleys and ancient buildings lay the seer's chambers. The air inside was thick with incense, casting an aura over the room. The seer, a frail old man with wise eyes, sat cross-legged on a plush cushion in the centre of the space. His hands were adorned with intricate silver rings, each one a token of the many visions he had foreseen.
• As the seer murmured ancient incantations, the room suddenly filled with a blinding light. The seer's eyes widened in shock as the person appeared before him - Elara, the powerful sorceress with shining silver hair that poured down her back like a waterfall. Her eyes were pools of molten silver, glowing with an otherworldly intensity that sent shivers down the seer's spine.
• Elara's voice was like a velvet whisper as she spoke, her words carrying an undeniable air of authority. "Tell Alpha Garrett that I am his fated mate," she commanded, her voice oblivious with a hint of impatience.