The Black Wolf
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I said gently, “tell Zevarion to meet me in the garden. He’s one of the prisoners who arrived yesterday. Look for him.”
“Yes, ma’am.” She bowed with swift grace and disappeared.
The garden awaited me like a secret sanctuary. A bench sat beneath a willow-like tree, its branches trailing down like whispered prayers. I settled onto the bench, placing the covered plate beside me, and let my gaze wander.
The flowers here were unlike anything from our old pack’s lands. Dark, velvety petals, mostly black, some streaked with silver or crimson, seemed to pulse faintly with magic.
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