The hall's heavy silence lingered for only a moment before a low, commanding voice shattered it.
"Now that the one responsible for the Luna's curse has been apprehended…"
All eyes turned toward the speaker — a tall, silver-haired elder from the Dark Feather Pack Council. His aura was heavy with authority, and his sharp, calculating eyes swept over every soul gathered in the chamber.
"…it's time," he continued, his voice echoing against the stone walls, "to address the other sins that have been festering beneath this pack's surface."
Murmurs rippled through the crowd like a wave, their confusion quickly shifting to unease.
"What sins?" one of the pack warriors whispered.
The elder took a deliberate step forward, his gaze now fixed on the trio at the both side of it all — Amber, Aldrake, and Livia.
