Chapter 7

“Actions speak louder than words,” Celia said softly, her voice carrying an edge of encouragement.

“And the pack needs to see that you mean what you say.”

Osric finally spoke, his tone measured.

“You’re taking a risk, Elara. If the pack doesn’t respond the way you hope, it could backfire.”

“Every choice is a risk,” I replied.

“But doing nothing is the greater danger. Silas isn’t waiting for us to figure things out—he’s watching, waiting for a moment of weakness. I won’t give him one.”

For a moment, there was silence. Then Osric gave a single nod, though his expression remained guarded.