Chapter 85. A Lycan King’s Mate

Murmurs filled the air as the assembly filed into the Moonlit Sanctum, a grand hall reminiscent of a theater. Rows of booths stretched before them, each separated by fancy railings, creating an atmosphere of anticipation and intrigue. Lily sat in a booth to herself, a sense of unease tugging at her.

‘Calm down. We need to maintain our composure. We have to show that we are strong. We need to keep a clear head,’ Dina said within her.

In the booth across from her, Brandy and Mandy were chained to their seats, their expressions a mix of resignation and defiance. Mandy glared at Lily, but Brandy looked defeated as she stared at her feet. She didn’t like that they were chained there like that and noticed the bruises on them. Had they been beaten?

‘They are getting what they deserve,’ Dina growled. ‘Don’t focus on them.’

On the stage, bathed in the soft glow of moonlight filtering through stained-glass windows, sat the eight elders, their presence commanding revere