167 A Dire Prediction

However, the smile disappeared from her ethereal face when she uttered her next words. "I have also noted that there are now three Alphas under the name of New Moon. That is… Alpha Ochir, Alpha Boroo, and also you…"

Appearing solemn, her next words sent a chill down his spine. "I am concerned that this could forecast a dire future for not only you, but the entire community…"

The ominous projection, presented so candidly by the Goddess of Mothers, hung heavily in the atmosphere between the two strangers. The silence that ensued was unsettling.

The Goddess slowly stirred the contents in her teacup, while she waited for the man to process her words.