CHAPTER EIGHTY -FIVE HIGH SPIRITS

Daphne's POV: As I walked towards where the warriors were getting ready, I couldn't help but feel a mix of fear and hope. But what I saw when I arrived was unexpected. Instead of despair, the warriors were buzzing with energy, their spirits high. It was infectious, and I felt some of my worry melt away as I watched them. Rider, one of the more outspoken warriors, was in the middle of the group. "Today, I'm going to kill a Lycan!" he declared, his voice booming. The warriors erupted in cheers, their enthusiasm palpable. "And not just any Lycan," Rider continued, a gleam in his eye. "I'm going to present the head of the Lycan King directly to our Alpha!" The cheering grew louder, chants of "Rider! Rider!" echoing around the clearing. I couldn't help but smile at their confidence. They were so sure of themselves, so ready for the fight ahead. It was exactly what we needed. "Hold on, hold on, hold on!" Scott, another warrior, interrupted, his hands raised to quiet the crowd. There w