Chapter 50

Syria’s POV

I took a deep breath before stepping through the gates.

I was prepared.

But there was nothing.

No guards. No wolves. No voices. No movement.

Just silence.

It was heavy.

Off.

The type of silence that pressed against your ears and made your heart beat louder.

I swallowed hard.

Something wasn’t right.

I made my way slowly toward the front doors. My steps echoed across the stone path, each one louder than the last.

It was like the silence was swallowing everything else, making every