Chapter 115

KAELOS Night had fallen on the Nightveil Pack, but no one looked tired. Instead, the energy of victory flowed through every corner of our territory. The Great Hall was filled with hundreds of Pack members—soldiers who had just returned from battle, Elders in their ceremonial robes, families gathered with hopeful faces, and young people whose eyes sparkled with pride. I stood on the centuries-old oak stage where my father had once stood, and my grandfather before him. Seraphina was beside me, her hand tucked softly into my arm. Her presence gave me strength I couldn't put into words. My Luna. My mate. My other half. I looked out at the crowd, seeing the faces I trusted, who trusted me. In the front row, Callista smiled proudly, with Alex—Alpha of the Greenfield Pack—standing tall beside her. Their presence here was not only as siblings and friends, but also as symbols of the alliance we had built. I took a deep breath, then raised my hand. In an instant, silence enveloped the Great Hall