Chapter 162 Journey To The Ancient Packlands

• ~ Elara~
• The day had finally arrived. After the chaos of the past few days—the accusations, the banishment, and now the terrifying news that Draven had seized the gem—I knew my time at the Eastwind pack was over. The path ahead loomed dark and uncertain, but I could no longer wait. I had to travel to the ancient packlands. Everything hinged on this journey, and the weight of that responsibility settled heavy in my chest.
• Doris was with me in the small, dimly lit guest room I had been given for my stay. She helped me pack the few things I had collected—warm clothes, some food, and a flask of water. My muscles ached with tension, but my mind was sharper than it had been in days.