Chapter 117

• Kael’s Pov
• The air that night shimmered with silver light as the goddess arrived, her presence washing over the gathering like a soothing breeze. The moment she stepped into the grand courtyard, the soft glow from the lanterns seemed to pale in comparison to the light radiating from her being. All around us, whispers of reverence filled the air. The wolves and Lycans bowed, their heads lowering instinctively, as if the very essence of her divinity commanded our souls to bend.
• The celebration erupted instantly, though there was a solemn undertone beneath the cheers and laughter. With the threat of war lingering at the borders, this wasn’t just another feast, it was a moment of hope, a fragile pause before chaos. Yet, her presence… it brought something we desperately needed. Peace.