LOGINRowan POVI began breaking things.The first was a chair. I stood up too fast from the desk during a patrol report that wasn'tholding my attention and the chair caught the back of my knee on the way up andsomething in me decided that was reason enough and my hand came out and sent itacross the study before I had made any conscious decision to do it.The chair hit the wall and cracked along one leg.The second was a training blade.Two days later in the lower yard during a sparring session with a senior warrior who wasgood enough that he should have required my full attention. He didn't get my fullattention. My full attention was somewhere in the back of the pack house where Nerissahad been quietly existing for days like a splinter I couldn't locate precisely enough toremove.I hit the blade too hard at the wrong angle and the metal gave way.The warrior stepped back and looked at the broken weapon and then very carefullylooked at the ground instead of at me.Th
Nerissa 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
Nerissa POVThe fortress was loud this morning but not loud the way Red Claw Pack was loud, voices overlapping, laughter, the smell of food coming from the pack house kitchen while I scrubbed floors on my knees outside it.This was different. Heavy boots against stone floors,barking of commands fro
Nerissa POVThe first thing I felt was warmth.I hadn't felt warm in so long that the sensation woke me up before anything else did. My eyes opened slowly. The ceiling above me was dark stone, high and cold, with iron fixtures holding torches that threw orange light across the walls in uneven patte
Nerissa POVThe doors of the pack house slammed behind me.My feet hit the wet ground and I just ran without direction. The rain started heavily before I even reached the tree line.The forest swallowed me fast. Trees closing in on every side, branches slapping my face and arms, roots catching my
Nerissa POV The servant standing outside the door looked uncomfortable.“The gathering has already started.”Humiliation never came alone in the Red Claw Pack.“I have to go,” I whispered.“What?”“If I don’t…” My throat tightened. “Aunt Mara will punish both of us.”Harper cursed under her breath







