Chapter 119 Reassurance

~Lucian~
Dinner at the Silvercrest dining hall is usually a quiet affair, filled with idle chatter and the soft clinking of silverware. Tonight, though, the air is thick with tension, and I can feel it pressing down on me like a weight as I take my seat at the head of the long table. Elara is beside me, her presence a source of comfort even though my mind is still on the anonymous note and the impending danger it hinted at. Across the table, Astrid is eyeing me with that same smug look I’ve come to associate with her every time she’s about to cause trouble.
As the pack members settle into their seats, the hum of conversation around us grows louder. But just when I think we might get through this dinner without any incident, Astrid clears her throat loudly, drawing everyone’s attention.