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The emergency council chamber felt like a tomb as I took my seat beside Nathan. His imposing figure radiated power, but not a single glance came my way. Five rogue attacks in the past month had left our borders vulnerable, our pack terrified. Something had to be done. I smoothed my trembling hands over my dress, trying to appear composed as the Luna I was supposed to be. The scent of fear permeated the room, mingling with the subtle floral notes of Isabella's perfume from where she sat in the front row—a place reserved for high-ranking pack members, not advisors. "The situation has become untenable," Nathan's voice cut through the murmurs, commanding immediate silence. "We must send someone to negotiate with the rogues, to determine their demands and establish boundaries." Elias, Nathan's loyal Beta, cleared his throat. "Alpha, with respect, that's a suicide mission. The last three scouts we sent never returned." "Which is why it must be someone the rogues will respect—someone with authority." Nathan's eyes swept the room, deliberately avoiding mine. "Someone who represents the pack's interests." A chill ran down my spine as Isabella leaned forward, her delicate features arranged in a mask of concern. "Perhaps the Luna should go. After all, who better represents the heart of