Chapter 6: The Wolf With No Eyes

Lyria’s POV The forest changed as I crossed the ridge. Bloodshield territory faded behind me like a memory I’d already outgrown. The trees thickened, their trunks wider, older, bark knotted with age and secrets. Mist curled low along the forest floor, moving with a mind of its own, parting around my ankles as if recognizing what walked among them. Shadowrend lands. A place mothers used to warn their pups about. A place Rowan said was cursed. A place where an Alpha ruled from the darkness,...