Black Claw: Bound by Fate
Other times, they say the names they imagine for the babies—not knowing, not caring, who belongs to whom—and find themselves crying or laughing until dawn.
By month four, the council calls again, demanding a Luna’s presence for the Gathering. The triplets pace and posture, refusing to let her travel alone. “It’s an ambush,” Donovan decides, and Damon agrees, so the four of them set out together, four wolves in human skin, bristling at every brush of wind.
The Gathering is hostile from the word go. Her old rival, Katerina, now gross with power since taking over the South, greets them with a barbed smile: “Heard you’re breeding, Elena.”
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