Elara POVThe vibration in the cave floor didn't stop, it grew into a rhythmic thudding that sounded like a hundred hearts beating out of sync, and Kael immediately pushed me back toward the deepest part of the stone wall where the shadows were thickest. He didn't look at me, his eyes were fixed on the narrow opening behind the waterfall, and the way his nostrils flared told me that whatever was coming didn't smell like the hunters we had just fought in the clearing."Those aren't your father's men, Elara, stay back and don't make a sound because the things out there don't hunt with their eyes, they hunt by the pull of the spirit," Kael whispered, his hand going to the hilt of his sword while his body began to coil like a spring."If they aren't hunters, then what are they? I can hear them snarling, but it sounds hollow, like the wind blowing through a dead tree," I replied, my fingers digging into the rough stone as a massive, gray wolf with milky white eyes and a jaw that hung lo
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