Chapter 114

Silas’s eyes narrowed, his expression filled with disdain.

“Then you have sealed your fate, Elara. Prepare your wolves, because I will be coming. And when I do, you will wish you had chosen differently.”

Without another word, he turned, signaling to his wolves to follow. They melted into the darkness, their forms disappearing into the shadows as the silence of the forest settled around us once more.

I let out a slow breath, the tension slowly easing from my body as I turned to face my pack. Their faces were a mix of defiance and determination, their loyalty clear in every gaze. Silas’s words had been meant to intimidate, to plant seeds of doubt, but all I saw in their eyes was a fierce resolve.

Dante moved to my side, his expression grim but filled with quiet pride.

“You handled that well. Silas wanted to shake you, to break our unity. But you didn’t give him the satisfaction.”

I nodded, feeling the weight of his words.