Chapter 46. Protecting Celeste

Celeste’s POV

Once I’d explained to the werewolves exactly how letters were routed and delivered, Eryndor gathered the signatures of every Alpha present. He then penned a summons urging them to unite against the Dreadmaw pack—who, by then, had openly declared their intention to conquer the world. Everyone pledged their marks to the petition, though Leon still hesitated. His reservations stemmed largely from Eryndor’s involvement in orchestrating the plan, but the other Alphas were more than willing to entrust him with this grave responsibility.

In the aftermath of the skirmish, the Alphas’ respect for Eryndor swelled immeasurably—none more so than Lucen. Clasping Eryndor’s wounded shoulder, he rumbled, “Well done, human. I fully expect many… many remarkable things from you.” His tone was gruff, but his words conveyed genuine approval. Luneth, the youngest priestess, piped in with a teasing laugh. “You’re rather fearless, child of the Sun. If I weren’t bound by my