Chapter 69: The Power He Holds

Bathed in the ethereal luminescence of the moon's silver embrace, Zavier, a figure of undeniable charisma and authority, beckoned his loyal pack to assemble in a circle around him. The wolves, their sleek fur glistening under the moonlight, gathered together in a tight-knit circle.

Their piercing eyes, like orbs of liquid silver, glimmered with a palpable sense of anticipation and a profound unity of purpose.

Anticipation hung heavy in the air, as if time itself held its breath, waiting for the utterance that would shatter the silence. All eyes were fixed upon Zavier, the enigmatic figure who commanded attention with every fiber of his being.

His presence alone was enough to send a surge of power coursing through the atmosphere, causing the very molecules to vibrate with an otherworldly energy. The room was hushed

In a world where loyalty was a rare and treasured virtue, Zavier stood tall, his commanding presence captivating the hearts of