phin

pendant hitting the ston

roaring crest of a White Wolf. It was the sole relic left by my moth

r it, but Ke

ne, the cold composure on his face cracked. A flash of raw, agonizing vulnera

b running over the wolf cres

ce was barely a whisper, yet it c

swered evenly. "It was l

oped me. "The Finch pack has never possessed craftsmanship like this. Ten years ago, in the

ween our faces, his e

aculously woke today-carry the very same relic into my tomb." His jaw tightene

ot see the truth, keep the stone for now. But the day you finally uncover what really hap

eatures. He didn't erupt in fury; instead,

, the cellar will keep you out of Corda's

into the cold foundations of the fortress, lock

footsteps faded, I sat against the d

e, armed, and had revived the Alpha King. Knowing Corda's ruthless ambition, she wouldn't sit idle. She

tarmetal ring o

ssolved in a s

beside the White Jade Spring, drinking deeply from the sacred water. The crystalline liquid flushed

band, rubbed a smear of damp earth over my collar to maintain the facade o

ed before the iron

he torchlight carrying a polished silver basin, flanked by t

fore the High Council convenes," Roric sneered, stepping forward to bar

ger, aiming strai