Chapter 50

• The evening sky outside the stronghold was painted in soft hues of purple and gold as Amara stood in the war room, waiting for Xander and Asher. The artifact rested on a pedestal in the center of the room, its faint glow casting long shadows on the walls. She had spent hours going over the Moon Goddess’s words in her mind, formulating her plan to ensure they would understand the importance of what she was about to propose.
• Her heart was steady, her resolve unshaken. This wasn’t just about her pack or even the werewolf species anymore. The Moon Goddess had made it clear: the balance of the entire supernatural world was at stake. If they didn’t act now, the consequences would be catastrophic.
• The sound of approaching footsteps broke her thoughts. Xander entered first, his commanding presence filling the room as always. His blue eyes were sharp, his expression serious, as though sensing the gravity of her summons. Asher followed, his usual smirk replaced with a curious yet cautious demeanor.