CHAPTER 335 FRAGMENTS

Hudson was seated by Claire’s side of the bed, his eyes fixed on her pale, motionless face. The room was dimly lit by the soft glow of the moon filter, which filtered the curtains and a small lamp near the door, casting long shadows on the walls. Her chest rose and fell with shallow breaths, her body still fighting to recover from the strain of what he had caused her. He leaned back in his chair, reflecting on the day's events, from the meeting with his council to that small yet impactful conversation with Kael. First, the meeting started tense, adding to his burden with Magnus securing the location of the Autumn Moon Ball, throwing everything into chaos. It was supposed to be a neutral event, a time for packs to gather under a temporary truce. Still, Magnus, ever so ambitious and ruthless, must definitely have plans to use the ball as a chessboard for rivalries. And his pack, the Hidden Horns, would be right in the center of it all. He sighed, running a hand through his hair as