Chapter 85. The Truth at Last

“We'll do the vow in front of the Moon Goddess's temple,” I stopped by the iron gates when Achilles’ spoke, his words echoing with a sense of finality.

I nodded once more, his jaw set. I know he doesn't want to do this, but he has no choice left.

And there, beneath the moon's shimmering light, we sealed our pact. Two figures, one burdened by shadows and the other ready to step into the light. The wind carried our oath, the words whispered into the night like a sacred secret between us.

As I turned away from Achilles, my heart’s heavy with a mixture of hope and trepidation. I felt a glimmer of something I hadn't felt in a long time—purpose. The journey ahead would not be easy, and the path to find the witch might be fraught with danger. But it was a path I had to take.

For my pack, for Achilles, and most importantly, for myself.

The Moon Goddess's statue watched over us, her radiant presence a reminder that even in the darkest of times, there is a guiding light