The Rise of a Forsaken Luna
It was the heavy, haunting silence of men who knew exactly which warrior I was talking about.
“He was just a boy,” I whispered, the image of his dissolving flesh flashing behind my eyelids. “And the poison... Healer Isolde said they’ve never seen anything like it. It’s fighting the Lycan blood, Damon. It is not curable, yet many of our men fall every day.”
I looked up, expecting to see my brother’s usual look of calculated Alpha strategy. Instead, I saw him exchange a dark, unreadable glance with Kieran.