Chapter 108

• The air in the grand hall of the stronghold was heavy with tension. Leaders from the alliance factions filled the room—vampires, witches, fae, and werewolves—each bearing the weight of their people’s trust and survival. The uneasy truce between them felt fragile, as if a single spark could shatter it entirely.
• Amara stood at the head of the room, her gaze sweeping over the gathered leaders. Xander was absent, still recovering, and Asher stood nearby, his arms crossed as he scanned the room with wary eyes. Elaris, her presence calm and steady, stood at Amara’s side, ready to support her.
• The recent betrayals and setbacks had left the alliance fractured, with old rivalries flaring and doubts about the artifact growing louder. But with The Harbinger’s forces advancing and the corrupted energy spreading, there was no time to dwell on mistrust. Amara knew that if they didn’t unite now, they would fall.