Chapter 78

I went back to my room, the discovery of the beasts and Lizzie’s power felt heavy on my shoulders. Earlier, I had thought that Lizzie wanted to achieve power in the pack, and wanted to live a life of luxury, but after the trials things changed drastically, what we all thought was a personal move turned out to be just a mere part of a broader plan, meant to harm the werewolves. And after seeing the beast and Daisy’s explanation, I felt that Lizzie wasn’t bragging. She had every means to destroy us, while we were solely dependent on our brute force. My heart raced, knowing that the dark arts of necromancy had been brought into the equation. I wasn't well-versed in such forbidden magic, but the thought that Lizzie might have used it to attack my Pack and our fellow wolves filled me with anger. I paced the room, the uncertainty making my heart restless. Necromancy was a dark and dangerous path, and it was hard to believe that someone had turned to it. I tried to search for possible clues,