Chapter 98

• “You really think they’re ready for this?” Grayson’s voice was low, almost a growl, but I could hear the hesitation beneath his words as we stood near the edge of the clearing, watching the pack.
• I didn’t answer right away. Instead, I let my eyes roam over the group, feeling a sense of responsibility weigh down on my shoulders. The pack was still strong, but there was something different now—a shift in the air, a subtle undercurrent that told me it was time to start preparing for the future.
• “I don’t know,” I finally replied, my voice steady. “But they have to be. We can’t be the only ones carrying the weight forever.”