Eira's POV
Alpha Gerald stepped forward, his presence alone commanding the attention of the entire hall. Conversations faded, and within moments, silence settled like a heavy veil over everyone present.
"Today's event is not only special because my son has entered adulthood," he began, his deep voice steady and authoritative, "but also because I have found the child I lost two decades ago. My firstborn."
His gaze shifted to me.
"And here she stands before me," a faint softness touching his otherwise stern expression, "a young and beautiful woman, just like her mother. My daughter, Eva Hawthorne, now known as Eira Valemonte, Luna of the StormHowl pack."
A ripple of shock passed through the crowd.
The same people who had been whispering, judging, and looking at me with disdain only moments ago now stood frozen, their faces drained of color. Many of them had looked at me as nothing more than a whore.
Now, not a single one of them dared to speak.
