Chapter 73

• Lucas' POV
• The chains were heavy, but not as heavy as the weight of humiliation that pressed down on my shoulders. My father had orchestrated this spectacle with meticulous cruelty, ensuring every step I took was witnessed by the pack.
• The streets were lined with faces I had grown up with. Children who once played at my feet, elders who taught me the stories of our ancestors, warriors who had sparred alongside me—all of them stood in silence as I was paraded through the heart of my home like a criminal.