The next morning, Reana prepared to depart from the pack, leaving the new Beta, Thane, in charge. She assembled a small entourage, comprising Gamma Kira, Delta Tara, and a handful of skilled warriors.
"Get me a carriage," she instructed, but her request was met with stunned silence.
The group exchanged bewildered glances, wondering why the Luna would require a carriage. It was well-known that Reana despised carriages, considering them a waste of time.
As an avid horseback rider, she relished the freedom and wildness that came with riding long distances. She loved the feeling of galloping at the forefront of her entourage, the wind in her hair, and the sun on her face. It was a sensation that filled her with exhilaration and a sense of unbridled power. So, why the sudden need for a carriage?
