C38 The Dance of Betrayal

The Great Hall brimmed with life, laughter, and the warm glow of celebration. The pack had come together in joyous unity to honor Alpha Kaelen and his warriors. The smell of roasted venison and spiced mead filled the air, mingling with the sound of clinking goblets and the lively notes of a flute and drum ensemble.

Elara sat at the head table beside Kaelen