The training arena was alive with energy as wolves from Fenrir's pack gathered to witness the spectacle. A wide circle had been cleared, surrounded by torches that cast flickering light across the hard-packed ground. Fenrir stood at the center, his presence commanding, as he addressed the gathered wolves. "Today," Fenrir declared, his voice rich with authority, "you will see what it means to lead with strength. My son, Dain, will demonstrate the skills that secure peace and prosperity."

Dain stepped into the circle, his confident stride matched by the glint of challenge in his amber eyes. Clad in light armor, he carried a spear that seemed to hum with latent energy. Wolves murmured appreciatively as he twirled the weapon with practiced ease. Elyra watched from the sidelines, her arms crossed tightly. "Showing off," she muttered under her breath, earning a quiet chuckle from Cassian, who stood beside her.

Aurora, seated nearby, leaned in closer. "He's young and eager to prove himself. Let's see how he fares."

Dain began his display, attacking a series of dummies with precision and force. His movements were fluid, every strike deliberate. The crowd cheered as he split one target clean in half, the spear's blade glinting in the torchlight.

Elyra rolled her eyes. "It's just a dummy. Not like it can fight back."

Cassian smirked, whispering, "I think someone's unimpressed."

Fenrir, however, seemed delighted by the spectacle. As the cheers died down, he raised a hand, signaling the end of the display. Dain lowered his spear and bowed to his father, his confidence unmistakable.

"Strength is the foundation of peace," Fenrir proclaimed, his golden eyes scanning the crowd before settling on Aurora and Cassian. "And unity secures it. The bond between my son and your daughter will ensure our packs remain strong for generations."noveldrama

Aurora's expression hardened as she rose to her feet. "Elyra is too young for such decisions. Her future is hers to decide, and I won't have it dictated by anyone-even you, Fenrir."

The crowd grew silent, tension thick in the air. Cassian stepped forward, his tone cold and firm. "Our family isn't a bargaining chip in your schemes. Elyra's happiness and safety come first."

Fenrir's smile didn't waver, though his eyes gleamed with calculation. "Time will tell," he said smoothly. "But I trust you'll see reason. For the sake of peace."

Elyra tugged at Aurora's sleeve. "Can we go now?"

Aurora placed a protective hand on her daughter's shoulder, leading her away. Cassian followed, his glare never leaving Fenrir.

As they departed, Fenrir's smirk lingered, his confidence unshaken.