Chapter 61 The trap ii

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I hurriedly walked out of the room, my expression sober and determined. The weight of the impending confrontation with Uriah pressed heavily on my shoulders. As I made my way through the dimly lit corridors of our abode, the sound of murmured conversations and the scent of anticipation hung in the air.

The Lycans, my loyal subjects, sensed the gravity of the situation. They looked at me with expectant eyes, awaiting my words of guidance and reassurance. I knew I had to convince them, to ensure that they stood united in the face of the storm that was about to descend upon us.

Gathering my composure, I approached the gathered Lycans, my voice projecting with authority and urgency. "My brethren," I addressed them, my voice carrying the weight of the impending threat. "We stand at a crucial crossroad, a moment that will test our resolve and unity."

The murmurs ceased, and all eyes turned towards me, their gazes filled with a mix of concern and determination. I scanned the fa