The wind at the summit of the Frostpeaks feels sharp enough to instantly slice exposed skin, a brutal, physical force, but everyone is far too hyper-focused on the enemy to notice the cold. We finally reach the final plateau of the mountain, and the entire world seems to hold its frigid breath with us. Malakai’s cavernous lair yawns open in the sheer rock face in front of us like a massive, hungry mouth waiting to swallow something whole.Kael, Roman, Zeke, and the elite Generals immediately spread out, issuing combat signals low and fast through specialized earpieces. The assembled army—Lycan, wolf, Fae, vampires, panther shifters and Elf alike—listens intently, like their lives depend on perfect obedience, which they absolutely do. Zeke hooks his fingers securely through mine, squeezing my hand once—a hard, final, possessive assurance.“Stay right with me,” he murmurs. “Do not break formation, no matter what you see.”I don’t answer. I can’t answer. My lungs suddenly feel tight,
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