Chapter 69 We Are Getting Out Of Here

• Seren’s POV
• The city had never looked more alive.
• Music spilled through the grand hall in warm, deceptive waves, violins and deep percussion blending with laughter and the clink of crystal glasses. Chandeliers hung like captured constellations above us, casting golden light over marble floors polished to a mirror sheen. Wolves from packs I had only ever heard whispered about filled the space, dressed in tailored suits and flowing gowns, their power humming beneath the surface of silk and civility.