into the Wilds, the str

d not her face, but flashes of other wolves-ghosts or memories, she co

she strayed too far from the hidden paths. It pull

ed. Hunger gnawed at her ribs, thirst cracked her lips,

me

d night, sh

toward it, instincts roaring. Bursting through the underbrush, she stumbl

ze, hear

is brown fur matted with blood. He bared his teeth, trying to fight, bu

, Aria stepped i

oug

d through the ni

sniffed the air-and immediately re

t her bl

w in her throat, as if trying to resi

dn't he

alm. The rogue yelped, thrown backward as if by an invi

fled with

nce

at her, wide-

o are you?

y, lowering her hand. "A

unds. Bad, but not fatal. He flinched when

," he whispered, s

d. "You rec

Queen rises again, she'll carry the silver flame. That she

aced down

l strong," s

miling through his bloodied m

ked-not pain this time, b

ur name?"

," he

eet. He stumbled, and s

a said. "We're

ike Finn, there would be other

s lik

Co

e. It had sent her to gather the forgotte

d sky, where the thin crescent of

them," she

in the trees, a w

nto the Wilds, Aria realized

her pack, her

take every

d, even the alp