Chapter Ninety Four

Third-Person Pov

The moon hung low in the night sky as Kazia stepped into the heart of the Silver Crest pack, her heart afluttering with a blend of excitement and trepidation. This was her new beginning, a chance at a life beyond the confining walls of Murad's palace. Beside her, Iris and Elena shared her anticipation, their eyes wide with wonder and awe as they took in the splendor of their new surroundings.

Waiting at the entrance, tall and regal, was King Kavan. His eyes, a piercing shade of blue, met Kazia's with an intensity that sent shivers down her spine. In that moment, beneath the silvery glow of the moon, she felt an inexplicable connection with him, a bond that went beyond words.

"Welcome home, Kazia," Kavan said, his voice a gentle caress that seemed to echo through the night. His smile was warm, a stark contrast to the cold, calculating demeanor she had grown accustomed to in Murad. Without hesitation, he drew her into his arms, his embrace a promise of safety and belong