#Chapter 78: Delta's Ceremony

The ceremony for Giana's appointment as Delta began at sunset, with the pack hall transformed into an elaborate showcase of her rising power. The crimson accents she'd insisted upon caught the torchlight, creating an atmosphere more suited to conquest than traditional pack hierarchy. Hundreds of pack members filled the ceremonial space, their formal attire creating a sea of silver and blue—the traditional colors of Blood Moon Pack. Yet Giana's crimson touches stood out like drops of blood against the familiar palette, a deliberate statement that hadn't gone unnoticed by the traditionalists present. I took my position as Luna, wearing my ceremonial robes with the silver crescent prominently displayed. The midnight blue fabric, embroidered with phases of the moon in silver thread, had been worn by Luna women for seven generations. The weight of tradition settled around my shoulders like a mantle, reminding me of the responsibility I bore to preserve what mattered while navigating thi