ra
verything- Lucian's words, rejection, and betrayal. My heart was broken and my soul felt torn from me. The t
think.
by inches. One guard cursed and stumbled back. The other reached f
ms. My feet were bare.
omeone shout
es h
My legs screamed.
ard paws poun
ndless emptiness stretc
ht my face and left a hotli
oing to die for so
anced. Through the leaves, the wind howled like a ghos
th
sn
clo
cl
rom the left. I
and fell hard, rolling down a slope,
bottom wit
ing wen
, snarling, and pacing. But they d
h
nd filled
angerous. But it
e from
behin
ed, sh
es met
si
bl
o
Burnin
tered the clearing. His eyes sparkled like stars though
didn't
tween me an
ecti
bove snarled and
like
lin
ck wolf turn
forward-and the
nt and reshaped, and fu
g before me
a
cul
rk cloak he draped over his sho
es and a scar across his jaw. His
es really
l go
l on
though he could see all
eeding, he
ked on
ha
said again, crouching
ed do
l
ch of
remember fee
you?" I w
d his he
going to
would already be
d p
eved a leather pouch. There were
said, wincing as he put some
ou dead," he said. T
loodf
Lucian is
in disbelief.
s done." For you. For others. I
as ill
t f
, you do not belong
. "How do you
his voice now softer.
een terrified. I
trong, and sure-somethi
p as though I
Hold on! To where a
where
e wind howled around us. Too we
alf-buried in stone and moss. With smoke spiralli
and put me down on a sof
live
etim
g, I l
. I was
o me and grabbe
want you dea
rejection. The false accu
without in
shed, he no
lains it,
ains
u feel...
"What does
a corner chest. He unr
e lost royal bloo
eyes. Thos
. Yes, the
wolf. The Moonblood lineage. The strongest wolves to
tar
lood," Kael said.
re in
ut I'm no
itter. "I'm no r
you survived a rejection and a death sentence in on
I don'
. "It's because your blood
eath
it b
t cou
t.
ed. My bones
en-I s
veins. My fingers twitc
side instantly.
tarting?"
awak
bs, but deep inside
Sleeping fo
lver wolves, moonlight, batt
hed. I coul
th
le
gasping, so
elt bes
was war
t happene
dn't
t look s
he Bloodfang," he said. "You'r
I?" I w
eaned
e the last heir of
art s
th
cr
ts
ed to the door. "