Chapter 8 The Ceremony

  Elaine's face was etched with disbelief as she struggled to grasp the revelation that her true identity was that of a werewolf.

  She had always believed that she only needed to endure a period of time to regain her freedom, but the current situation left her feeling overwhelmed and lost.

  It was as if a giant gear was turning in the darkness, and her fate was tied to it, leading her toward an uncertain future.

  Her thoughts were heavy as she gazed down at the glowing ancestral emblem, feeling her heart constrict with fear.

  "Get ready," Sherman commanded, his tone cold and impatient, "The ceremony will be held tonight."

  Without another glance, he turned and strode out of the room, leaving Elaine reeling in confusion.

  "Ceremony? What ceremony?" She called after him, but he did not respond.

  Duke, who was guarding the exit, bowed respectfully to Sherman before nodding to Elaine.

  "Miss Morgan, please," he said, gesturing for her to follow.