Chapter 59. The Meeting with the Chancellor

That praise-kink didn’t last long the moment we arrived back at our fortress.

It vanished the moment the letter from Chancellor Caesar Franklin, the leader of all packs, landed on my desk. My desk, not Zarion’s. 

It bears the news of the upcoming annual meeting of all werewolf packs. Our pack, the Volatile Hounds Pack, held the prestigious position of being the leading and strongest pack within the borders of the Misty Forest, thanks to the efficient management of Alpha Zarion and myself, Luna Cassidy.

I’m no longer human. I can finally feel me being a leader of a pack of werewolves has been worth it. I’m no longer the whiny human who cries every time my knee is wounded. I’m now a Luna, the Queen of the Volatile Hounds Pack. No longer human, no longer weak.

As I read the letter, my thoughts were interrupted by Bridgette, my trusted Beta and friend. She had heard rumors about another pack that was on the brink of extinction, but the name eluded her. The w