Elara's POVThe hall was smaller than I expected but the people inside it were not.I stepped through the doorway behind Ravin and my eyes moved across the room quickly, taking stock. Warriors. All of them, without exception, carrying that particular quality that distinguished trained wolves from untrained ones, a stillness in the body that had nothing to do with rest and everything to do with readiness. Tall, broad, the kind of physical presence that occupied a room fully simply by being in it.Men and women both, standing in groups, some talking quietly, some already watching the doorway. None of them faces I had ever seen before. All of them, I understood immediately, answering to Ravin.I had known, in an abstract way, that Darkhowl was not small. I knew Ravin had warriors, had people who followed him. But knowing it and standing in a room full of them were two entirely different things. What I felt standing there was something close to awe, at the sheer number of people who had
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