My wolf, Nyx, growled within me, urging me to reject Cyrus’s plea. But as a princess raised to put my pack’s needs first, I knew I couldn’t let my personal feelings jeopardize our survival.
After hours of discussion, negotiations and pleas mostly from Cyrus. He finally made a solemn vow. “I promise you, Elara, I will give you the grandest weddings our packs have ever seen next month. I’ll make it memorable,” he said enthusiastically.
With great reluctance, I agreed. The alliance was too important to discard, regardless of my wounded pride and heart. We finally hugged it out and I insisted I would come on by the next day.
By Noonday, I arrived at Stormhowl Pack but as the gates opened, I noticed there was a crowd at the entrance of the gate, thinking they had come for me, I came out of my transport, only for me to spot Nadia at the centre of the crowd, talking and greeting them. Our gaze met and she skipped to where I was.
“Welcome Luna Elara,” she said with a warm smile that seemed sincere, her voice sweet as honey. “We’re so honored to have you join our pack".