AURORA’S POV
The air was heavy, thick with mourning as Alpha Ceaser was buried in the Lycan traditional way. The forest around the grave was quiet except for the soft whispers that carried through the kingdoms, tales of a new, creeping darkness that had begun to spread. Every face I passed was shadowed with fear, every word weighed with worry.
Lucien stepped forward, his expression grim. “Damion… Sera and Isabella have escaped their cell.”
Damion’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Impossible. That cell is made to hold anyone. No one can escape it.”
Lucien shook his head slowly. “I suspect someone let them out. There’s no sign of breakage or forced entry—it was deliberate.”
I placed a hand on Damion’s arm, my voice steady but sharp. “Then question the council members. Many of them opposed y
