Chapter 128

VALERIA’S POV As the days slipped by and the annual pack event loomed closer, an unusual tension settled over us like an approaching storm. It wasn’t just the usual excitement or nervous anticipation that came with such gatherings—it was heavier, almost suffocating. Something was different this time. More warriors arrived from the Ironclaw Pack, their presence a constant reminder that something bigger was at play. But they weren’t the only ones. Other packs had also begun trickling in, their wolves moving through our lands with watchful eyes and wary postures. Alliances and rivalries simmered beneath the surface, each pack maintaining a careful distance while keeping a close eye on the others. The day before the royals were set to arrive, the entire pack house was thrown into a frenzy of preparations. The grand hall, usually a space for Dimitri’s personal gatherings, was transformed into an opulent dining hall fit for royalty. Massive chandeliers, polished to perfection, cast a golden