Chapter 9

Reagan POV

Mum, I did it.

“Our true Alpha has arrived!” Grandmother Lana proclaimed, her voice filled with pride and reverence.

The hall erupted with the sounds of werewolves howling, their voices echoing off the stone walls in a symphony of triumph. I looked out at the crowd, my eyes seeking her. Amidst the sea of faces, she stood out, her expression a mixture of shock and disbelief.

A smirk tugged at my lips despite the searing pain from the poison coursing through my veins. The ball is in your court, Andrea. What are you going to do?

She stared at me, and the moment our eyes locked, she must have seen the flicker of agony I couldn’t completely hide. Determination replaced her shock as she walked towards me, her steps purposeful and unwavering. It was as if time slowed, the noise and movement around us fading into the background. She was the only thing that mattered.

Without hesitation, she pulled me in for a kiss. The hall fell silent, the collective gasps and murmurs of the c