Chapter 4: Ember

The doors of the police station opened and the temperature dropped ten degrees. Six men in black came through it. Every officer in that building stood up at once, and two of them backed into the wall. The one in front was maybe forty-five, silver at the temples, in a coat worth more than my mother's house — and when he saw me across that room, the Alpha King of the Northern Territories stopped dead in the middle of the floor and went down on one knee on the dirty tile. Nobody moved. Nobody...