Chapter Seventy-Seven: Night Time Shenanigans

Kiara POV: The grand library - an emblem of elegance and wisdom that stretched beyond my years. Madam Faye, my guide through the convoluted labyrinth of diplomatic relations and pack politics, stood in the backdrop of archaic books and velvety drapes. Her tall, lean form and silvery hair commanded respect, while her penetrating emerald eyes held an irrefutable authority. She was an embodiment of experience and wisdom, with her aura conveying tales of navigating through the treacherous seas of political stratagem. "Your majesty," Madam Faye called. Her voice layered with a graceful firmness that only those seasoned in the art of diplomacy could master, "Your recovery brings solace to our kingdom's collective anxiety." She said Acknowledging her sentiment with a nod, my mind, however, was elsewhere. It was precariously balancing on the edge of uncertainty and fear, hovering over thoughts of Aiden and the fate of the Black Fang Pack. The conversation steered itself towards the delicate to