Chapter 161 News About The Last Gem

• ~ Elara ~
• The air in the Eastwind pack had an otherworldly stillness as I made my way to the Elder’s tent. My steps were slow, deliberate. A part of me wasn’t sure I was ready for whatever insight this elder might offer. So far, my journey has been filled with pain, betrayal, and fear. I had lost so much already, and the weight of my banishment clung to me like a shroud.
• Doris had spoken highly of the Elder—a shaman of sorts who had guided many through difficult times. I had no reason to doubt her, but as I approached the elder’s dwelling, the usual ache of loneliness gripped my chest tighter. I still missed Thorne, Ronan, Lucian—my mates—and their absence gnawed at me, leaving an emptiness that I couldn’t fill on my own.