Se connecterPOV: KADE ASHBORN"You do not get to question my nephew's rank in a room I did not invite you into." I kept my voice level only through effort, standing between Cody and the three elders who had cornered him near the training yard.Cody stood with his shoulders squared, doing a passable imitation of calm for a boy who had not yet finished growing into his own height. But I had known him his whole life, and I could see the tension along his jaw, the way his hands had curled into fists at his sides before he forced them open again.The training yard smelled of turned earth and old sweat, the same ground where I had once stood at Cody's age being measured by men who believed a boy's worth could be settled with a blade and a bruise. I had hoped the new charter would spare him that particular humiliation. Watching Thess circle him now, I understood how naive that hope had been."With respect, my lord," said the eldest of the three, a gray wolf named Thess who had served under my father sin
POV: WREN THORNE"I did not run to escape you," Ivy said, before I had even finished crossing the garden toward her. "I ran because I was carrying something I did not know how to put down."She sat on the low stone bench beneath the same tree where I had first told her about the ring, months ago now, though it felt like a different lifetime entirely. Her hands were folded so tightly in her lap that her knuckles had gone pale, and she had not looked up at me once since I sat down beside her.Morning fog still clung low to the garden paths, softening the edges of everything, the rose bushes Ivy had once tended so carefully now overgrown from months of neglect, the fountain at the garden's center silent and dry. It seemed a fitting place for a conversation neither of us wanted to have plainly, everything around us half hidden, half honest."You said you were leaving to marry someone," I said carefully. "I never asked who. I assumed you would tell me when you were ready.""I am not ready.
POV: KADE ASHBORN"Say it plainly, Ronan. I would rather hear the ugly version from you than the careful one from anyone else in this room." I set both palms flat on the table and waited.Ronan did not look comfortable saying it even now, three days after the attack at the gate, with Sable resting under guard and the prisoner locked below where Wren had left him hollowed out and talking. My cousin had never been a man who enjoyed delivering bad news, which was precisely why I trusted him to deliver it honestly.Morning light came thin and gray through the war room's narrow windows, and the reports scattered across the table between us looked far too ordinary for what they contained, dates and names written in Ronan's careful hand, small marks in the margins that meant nothing to anyone but the two of us who had learned to read each other's shorthand across a decade of shared battles."Someone inside this manor sent word ahead of Sable's arrival," he said. "I have gone through every gu
POV: WREN THORNE"Say her name again," I said, and watched the wounded man's eyes flinch away from mine like the words themselves could cut him. "Say it, and I will believe you are done lying to me."The room beneath the manor had not been used since Kade's father's time, a low stone chamber meant for exactly this, and the man chained to the chair in its center had stopped pretending bravery an hour ago. Blood crusted along his jaw where Ronan had struck him once, early, before I had asked Ronan to leave the rest to me.Torchlight threw the chamber's shadows long and crooked against the walls, and the air smelled of old stone and iron, of every hard decision the Ashborn line had ever made behind a door like this one. I had asked to be alone with the prisoner, and Ronan had argued against it only once before recognizing the same stubbornness in my face that Kade always said reminded him of his own."I do not know a name," the man said. "I was only told to follow the trail she left and
POV: KADE ASHBORN"Do not let them cross the tree line!" The words tore out of me before I had finished drawing my next breath, and somewhere behind me I heard Sable scream a name that was not her own.The gate had barely closed behind her when the first wolf broke from the dark, low and fast, teeth already bared. Ronan met it before I could, and the sound of that meeting was something I felt in my chest more than heard. Selene's arrows found a second attacker before it cleared the tree line, one shaft, then another, and it dropped without a sound.My own claws had already lengthened without my telling them to, some old animal instinct taking the decision out of my hands the moment blood hit the air. I had spent years learning to master that instinct, to hold the shift back until I chose it and not the other way around, and still it rose in me now the way it always did when the people I loved stood too close to danger.Wren did not move from my side. I had expected her to, some part o
POV: WREN THORNE"Please," she said, the moment she saw me. "Please, I am Vane blood, and I am not the enemy you have been taught to fear."The woman at the gate was shaking so badly she could barely stand. The way she flinched from every guard's shadow told me, long before she said another word, that whatever she had survived to reach us had not been gentle.Dusk had settled heavy and gray over the territory by the time Kade and I reached the outer wall. Torches were already lit along the perimeter, and Ronan's guards stood in the careful, alert formation reserved for threats no one had yet measured. The woman knelt in the mud just beyond the gate, too tired or too frightened to come closer without permission. Her clothes were torn in ways that spoke of running through more than one stretch of unforgiving forest, and her feet, I saw, were bare and bleeding."I only want to live somewhere he cannot reach me anymore," she said. Some instinct in her had recognized exactly who among us h







