The Palace had become silent as everyone had departed into their various quarters while some had resumed their journey.
Prince Galad walked with Elara to the Royal Garden. They were both facing the garden's lake as they stood on the bridge, watching their reflection under the bright moon. The atmosphere was quiet and pleasant. Every breeze that spank her body chilled tension out of her. She had been mulling over what happened during the meeting and her mind couldn't get off from Lyanna.
Lots of histories about the werewolf world were told by her late father when he was alive. With this, Elara knew most Packs, their strengths and weaknesses. It did not exclude The Red Cross Moon Pack. The Kingdom was known to be ruled by females and most of them were Alpha females with a strong breed.
It was known that her Kingdom's Alpha was a no-match for their omega. On a level of reckoning, the Romic Moon Pack shouldn't surface wherever the Red Cross Moon Pack was.
