Chapter 62 The SilentPact

　　Caitlyn’s POV 　　The Elders of the Silver Moon Pack sat in a semicircle before me, their eyes like shards of ice in the dim candlelight of the sacred chamber. The weight of their stares pressed against my skin, heavy with expectation. Their presence alone was enough to make my wolf restless, pacing within me like a caged beast, ready to break free. 　　“You seek to claim your bloodline,” the eldest among them, a woman named Elder Marcelline, said. Her voice was neither warm nor cruel—just ancient, like the weight of centuries sat upon her shoulders. “But blood alone is not enough. You must prove yourself worthy.” 　　I clenched my fists, steadying my breath. “How?” 　　“The Trial of the Ancestors,” Marcelline continued. “An ancient ritual. A test of mind, body, and spirit. If you fail, you forfeit your claim to the Silver Throne.” 　　A flicker of unease coiled in my gut. I had expected resistance, but a trial? This wasn’t just a test; it was a challenge. A gauntlet thrown at my feet, demandi