Chapter 69 The Howling Pact

• The council chamber had never felt more crowded.
• Every seat at the obsidian table was filled: Alpha Osborne of DeathHill, Lord Alfred of MoonShadow, Ravik of the Bloodmoon, General Caelus of the southern rogues, Mireen of the Feral Daughters, Alaya Moonclaw, and a score of lesser envoys, all watching Lucy Hamilton as if her next words might reshape the world. Because they would.
• She stood at the head of the crescent table, no longer flanked by only Jacobs or Cassandra, but now by Elira, Kael, and a flame-lit crest carved into the center: The Moonclaw Howling Pact.