Lahat ng Kabanata ng CURSED TO THE TRIPLET ALPHAS : Kabanata 131 - Kabanata 132

Highmere had no walls. Sloane had expected walls.It was a ring of thirty grey stones on a bare hilltop, each taller than a man and leaning slightly inward, as if listening. A table of black slate stood in the center, older than any pack that had ever used it. The wind crossed the moor with nothing to stop it, carrying heather and the smell of wolves who had decided not to smell afraid.Nobody wore a blade. Marlowe’s eleven stood on the east side in plain wool with their hands empty, and Sloane watched Dax try to find somewhere to put his arms and give up. Ravenwood’s eleven stood beside them, Silas among them in a borrowed coat. Ines was not there. She had asked Elias to keep her in her quarters until Griffin decided what she was, and Griffin had not decided yet.Cassian had spent five nights on the door logs and found nothing. He had told her this at dawn, flatly. It frightened her more than a name would have.The Warden of Highmere was a stooped woman named Hesper, who held the cir