Fiona's POV
The tension wrapped around me like a vice as I hurried through the grand halls of the Moonlight Pack's estate, Marcus leading the way. My steps echoed off the polished marble floors, each beat drumming in time with my frantic heart. Sebastian waited for me at the entrance to the elders' chamber, his expression unreadable, but I could sense the tightly restrained frustration simmering beneath his calm facade.
"What did they say?" I whispered as I reached him.
"Nothing specific," Sebastian replied, his voice low. "But whatever it is, Sabrina's already working the narrative."
He extended his hand to me, and I took it, drawing strength from his steady presence. Together, we pushed through the towering double doors, entering the room where our fates seemed to be decided piece by piece.
