Chapter 18: Blood and Fire

Lyria’s POV Dawn smeared the horizon in shades of ember and ash, the light catching on the stone battlements of Shadowrend Keep like a promise. Below, the lands of Bloodshield pulsed with unrest warriors gathering, whispers rising, fear threading through the trees. Rowan’s rebellion was stirring. Kael stood behind me on the balcony, his presence a quiet anchor. But inside me, the ember burned too hot to contain. My wolf paced restlessly beneath my skin, ready to bare her fangs. “They’ve...