CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE : TEMPLE

As the pack stood before the imposing statue, a sense of reverence washed over them. Rey approached the statue, her fingertips grazing its weathered surface.

"This statue... it holds the wisdom of the ancients," she murmured, her voice echoing through the chamber. "It represents the last guardian who stood against the darkness, holding the spear of hope."

Lucius stepped forward, his eyes fixed on the statue. "It feels peculiar, it feels like I am meant to be here."

"You both are meant to be here... look", Luna said as she pointed towards the left of the temple. There as another Statue but this time it was a woman. She was facing the moon.

Rey closed her eyes. "The statue looks just like. What is this?"

"Maybe the statues are The both of you", Luna asserted. "Maybe this isn't really a temple"

"Then what could here be", Orion asked as he tried to make sense of Luna's words.

The pack members exchanged glancea, a mix of determination and nerves evident in their expressions. They knew that