Chapter 13
The Prophecy's Core
Elder Maeve finally reveals more of the prophecy, explaining Luna's crucial role and the ancient threat that looms. The stakes for the Blue Moon Pack are higher than ever.
The air in the council chamber was thick with the scent of old parchment and the lingering unease that had settled over the Blue Moon Pack like a persistent fog. Elder Maeve sat at the head of the polished oak table, her eyes, usually sharp and knowing, now clouded with a weariness that spoke of ages. Beside her, Silas shifted, his gaze flicking between Maeve and me, his skepticism a palpable force in the room. Ori, however, remained an enigma, her stillness a stark contrast to the tension radiating from the rest of us. She sat with a quiet grace, her hands resting calmly in her lap, her expression unreadable.
“You called for me, Maeve,” I said, my voice rougher than I intended. The past few days had been a blur of strange occurrences, of hushed whispers and uneasy glances directed at Ori. My gut churned with a mixture of protectiveness and suspicion.
Maeve finally met my gaze, her ancient eyes holding a depth I rarely saw. “There is much to reveal, Alpha Ryan. Much that has been kept hidden, even from you, for the protection of the pack.” She gestured to Ori. “And much that concerns our guest.”
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