Author's POV
"Here, I must thank one person," Alpha Edmund's voice carried across the grand banquet hall, commanding the attention of every elite werewolf in attendance. "Alpha Adrian Storm. Thank you for raising my granddaughter Chloe for the Sinclair family. On behalf of the Silver Moon Pack, I make this promise."
The former Alpha's words were deliberate, each syllable weighted with power and sincerity.
"The Silver Moon Pack and the Storm Pack will become allied packs. No matter who leads the Sinclair territory in the future, we will never forget this bond of honor."
A collective gasp rippled through the crowd.
This was one of Burndale's four great packs—no, one of Britain's most powerful supernatural dynasties—making a public oath in front of countless influential witne
