Se connecterNerissa POVThe howls started at night.It was distant and faint enough that I might have told myself it was wind through themountain passes if I hadn't spent weeks inside Obsidian Keep.I lay in the small room and listened.Three howls, spaced unevenly.My wolf was immediately awake inside me.I pressed my hand flat on my stomach and lay still until the sounds faded and the nightsettled back into its ordinary quiet.Then I lay there in the dark and thought about what ordinary quiet felt like before I knewwhat I knew.Harper heard them too.She found me in the outer yard the next morning with her jaw tight and her soft browneyes carrying something she had been sitting with since the night before."The howls,you heard them too,right?" she said."Yes," I said."The border patrol came back at dawn,two wolves short." She saidI turned and looked at her fully."Short how," I said."They left with eight," she said. "Six came back."The yard around us was moving throu
Nerissa POV"She has to return now!” The healer from the mountain said I had passed out,and was unconscious. All I could see were blurry images of peoplestanding above me."Nerissa!” Dorian's voice was urgent. “She has to return, I do not have the necessary equipment. She can't travel” the healersaid.I returned to the red claw pack.Dorian left before sunrise.He came to the doorway of the small room Harper arranged for me and stood there withhis riding coat already on and his guards assembled in the yard behind him."The settlement people will wait for you," he said."Alright," I said.He looked at me for a moment.At my face on the way I was sitting on the edge of the bed with both hands folded in mylap over my stomach in a way that had become automatic in the twelve hours.He was the only one outside this room who knew and he was about to ride away andtake that knowledge with him and leave me inside the Red Claw Pack alone with it."Nerissa," he said."I'll
Nerissa POVI didn't sleep again that night.I lay on my back in the dark of the small room and looked at the ceiling and turned theword over and over in my mind until it stopped feeling like something that had happenedto someone else.I was four weeks pregnant,maybe five.I pressed my hand flat on my stomach the way I had before Harper left. Nothing feltdifferent,nothing changed in any way I could detect from the outside. My body looked the same. I felt the same except for the tiredness and the nausea and the sensitivity thathad apparently decided to announce itself this morning.My wolf was different though.She has been different since the moment the healer said the word.She turned inward,watchful and orienting herself around something new with theabsolute instinctive certainty of an animal that understood things the human mind wasstill catching up to.I lay there and let my mind catch up.The morning after zaydens forehead against mine and together still even
Nerissa POVIt started with the smell. The particular heightening of everything around me that arrived overnight and bymorning made the kitchen corridor unbearable.I stood at the entrance to it and pressed my back against the wall and breathed throughmy mouth and waited for it to pass.Meat from the morning preparation. Oil on the cooking fires. The layered smell of thekitchen that had been in continuous use for years and absorbed all of it into its walls.None of it had bothered me before.This morning it hit me like a wall.Harper appeared from the kitchen doorway with a cloth in her hands and stopped whenshe saw my face."What's wrong?" she said."The smell," I said.She looked at the kitchen. Then at me."It smells the same as it always does," she said"I know," I said.She studied my face for a moment."Come outside," she said.The outer yard was better.Cold morning air in an open space. The smell of earth and damp stone and the distanttree line.I pre
Nerissa POVDorian came to find me before dawn.I was already awake.The small room Harper arranged for me at the back of the pack house held itsmemories in the walls the way old places held everything.I sat on the edge of the bed with my mother's three letters in my lap and didn't try tosleep.His knock came soft.I folded the letters back into my riding pack and opened the door."You didn't sleep," he said."No," I said.He accepted that without filling it with anything and stepped back from the doorway."We should leave before the pack wakes," he said. "The road north takes four hours.We can be back before dark if we move now." I pulled the pack onto my shoulder and followed him out into the grey pre-dawn quiet ofa pack house that did not find its morning rhythm yet.The mountain settlement appeared through the tree line like something grown.Low stone structures,dark timber. Everything constructed with practicality of peopleThe kind of place that survived fo
Calista POVShe came back,I heard it from my chamber window before any servant thought to tellme.I looked out and there she was.Nerissa Ashwood standing in the outer yard of Red Claw Pack with her hood pushedback and her chin level and an Alpha's escort behind her like it was simply how thingswere now. Like she had always moved through the world this way and the nineteenyears of floor scrubbing and storage room sleeping and public humiliation hadhappened to someone else entirely. I stood at my window and looked at her for a long time. She was different.I knew she would be different. I spent weeks constructing the version of this momentthat I would be ready for and I had included different in all of those constructionsbecause I was not a woman who failed to account for things.But different was a word that covered a very large range of possibilities and I hadapparently not prepared for this specific version of it.She stood in that yard like someone who stopped
Calista POVHe said her name in his sleep,that was the first time.I lay completely still beside him in the dark and listened to it leave his mouth like something that had been sitting behind his teeth all day waiting for the moment his guard came down enough to escape.‘Nerissa.’Like even unconsc
Nerissa POVI didn't tell anyone about the word on the floor.I stood in that corridor for a long time after Zayden disappeared up the eastern staircase looking at it. Turning it over in my mind the way you turned something sharp over in your hands, carefully, aware that the wrong angle could cut
Nerissa POVThe water in the bathing room was hot,steam rising from the surface and curling toward the low stone ceiling in slow lazy patterns.Mira arranged it without being asked.She didn't explain why. She just told me the bathing room at the end of the east corridor would be available for an h
Nerissa POVI noticed it first on a Tuesday or what I thought was Tuesday. Days inside Obsidian Keep had a way of blurring into each other. The fortress ran on its own rhythm and that rhythm had nothing to do with the outside world. It had to do with patrol rotations and training schedules and th







