Chapter 132: The Omega

Hera stalked through the clearing, the weight of the tapestry draped across her shoulders and the prophecy swirling in her mind. The day had been one of frantic activity, tending to the aftermath of the previous night's madness. Davien, ever the stoic alpha, had rallied the pack, their spirits mending under the sun's healing light.

But amidst the murmurs of recovery, one figure hung low, his head shrouded in shame.

It was Finn, a young omega, his fur matted with dirt and his eyes downcast. His scent, usually timid and almost apologetic, now carried a note of desperation.

Hera paused before him, the moonlight casting her elongated shadow across his trembling form. "Finn," she said, her voice low, but laden with the weight of authority and disappointment. "I need to understand what happened last night."

Finn flinched, the word "happened" echoing like a whip crack in the night air. He stammered, his voice barely a whisper, "I… I couldn't control it, Princess. The moon, it was like fire