Chapter 65 The War Council
- The Moonstone Hall beneath Castle Moonclaw had not hosted a council in over a century.
- Its high dome, carved from lunar stone and inlaid with the sigils of every ancient pack, now pulsed with renewed power. Torches flickered blue with sacred fire. And seated around the obsidian circle were the greatest remaining forces of wolf-kind.
- Lucy Hamilton stood at the head of the table.