Chapter 15 The Prophecy Unfold

Dane sat alone in the dimly lit chamber his father had ordered him into. The stone walls felt suffocating, closing in on him as he thought of all he had lost—his freedom, his mother’s warmth, his ability to choose his own path. The prophecy had been carved into the walls of the Great Hall long before he was born: “A son of Crescent Moon will rise, uniting the scattered, bringing strength and harmony to the pack. He will be the Alpha of all, the dawn of a new era.”