Chapter 10 The Confession
- NYRA POV
- Back in the Silvermoon village, the sacred stone had already been prepared. Solara was dragged out, cloth tied over her mouth, chains still binding her wrists.
- Aeluneth stood ready with the ceremonial blade, her white robes spotless under the moonlight. The pack watched in tense silence. Mira stood close to her grandmother, eyes bright with something that looked too much like eagerness.