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Chapter 10: What I Carry

Penulis: TheRunesmith
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-05-14 13:01:24

The pack meeting was not something I was supposed to attend.

I knew this because Heda appeared at my door that morning and told me, with her usual economical precision, that the great hall would be in use for pack business until midday and I should confine myself to the east wing.

Her tone was neutral. Her eyes were not.

She was worried. I waited until she was gone, then walked directly to the great hall.

Not inside. I wasn't reckless, just determined. But the hall had a narrow upper galle
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