NoahLyric slow-blinks at me, reaches for the back of her neck, then drops her arm before her fingers touch the rune. “I’m not leaving. I will fight him.”I’d be impressed by her reckless, almost foolish bravery, but I know with chilling certainty that it will also mean her immediate, brutal death. “Bryce commands armies, Lyric. Do you hear me? Multiple Alphas, entire packs, follow his twisted whims. And they are twisted.”She is perfectly calm, a strange, unshakable certainty radiating from her slight frame. “Don’t you command all the wolves?”“I am not the king, little wolf,” I remind her, the words tasting like ash. “My father is, and as such he holds absolute, ancient command over the wolves, not me.”She’s not that easily fooled, and a cold part of me suspects she knows more about The Towers and her terrible place in this world than she’s willing to let on. Her eyes twinkle with a defiant light, and any lingering pain that had shadowed her face simply evaporates. “Yet, you comma
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