Chapter 216

Chapter 216. The Golden Age KAELOS Three months after Viktor's defeat, North America entered what would later be known as the Golden Age of the Wolves. I stood in the new North American Wolf Council building—a majestic structure built on neutral ground between the Nightveil Pack and the Western Mountain Pack. This building was a symbol of our unity, with architecture that combined elements from all the Packs in the alliance. Today was the official election day for the position of permanent Council chair. And although I had never sought this position, nominations came from nearly every Pack. Seraphina stood beside me, wearing a sapphire-colored formal gown that made her eyes sparkle. On her lap, Celine sat quietly, while Alaric stood beside me, his small hand clasping my fingers. “Papa nervous?” Alaric whispered, looking at me with amber eyes that were replicas of mine. I smiled and knelt down so we were at eye level. “A little,” I admitted. “But when Papa is nervous, Papa always rememb