ena

he snow. She looked up at me, tears welli

y whimpered, slowly reaching into

ece of fabric and held it

ffled. "It's the veil I'm going to wear fo

te, translucent silk veil, heavily embroide

in from my face, leaving behind a mask of cold

ecame the Luna of the Ironblood Pack. Before Caleb left for the border

* He lunged forward, trying to s

ked, his voice trembling. "I told

r hands back,

she argued, her voice echoing in the yard. "You did

be where I was and appeared over Lily in the space of a heartbeat, a

il from her hands

f a Luna?" I hissed, my voic

Caleb, my di

of a dead Luna, yet you claim you c

pty hands, mutteri

from a dead woman," she grumbled.

aleb's throat. He turned to Lily, his

h, Lily," Caleb

d stopped their training. They were gla

ly by the arm and dragged her away from th

The faint scent of her was long gone, replaced by t

wear this veil on the day I entered the Royal

oms and gathered the remaining medical supplies, herbs, and silver-laced weapons I had bought with my o

valley. *It was not the raw blast of a war horn,

ling synchronicity, their movements precise and economical. Behind them, ten large wagons, pulled by giant draft horses with hooves

l guard stepped forward

ng Alexander sends these courting gifts to ensur

The sheer wealth displayed in the courtyar

a cheap parchment envelope. He stopped dead in his

, his confusion p

aleb asked, looking at the roya

om his hand. It was the invi

ith a calm, indif

am simply organizing my mother's old do

seven days, I would be gone-and that the King's gifts were not my mot

nder. Let