Third Person POV
The Nightshade Pack’s meeting hall exuded opulence, a grand display of wealth and authority. High vaulted ceilings, draped in tapestries of old victories, glowed softly under the flickering candlelight. Massive stone columns, intricately carved with ancient runes, supported the grand arches, while a dark-red rug muffled footsteps on the cold stone floor. At the far end, a large, ornate wooden table dominated the space, surrounded by high-backed leather chairs.
Gabriel, seated at the head of the table, looked every bit the formidable Alpha. His dark, elegant robes seemed to absorb the light, casting a shadowy presence that heightened the tension in the room. Was this the right decision? The burden of leadership weighed heavily on him. Each breath felt like a struggle, the
