The Lycan Prince’s Puppy
Its light flickered like a fire trying to stay alive, and just by looking at it I couldn’t tell how much longer it would last.
“Wow,” I breathed, amazed. “It looks beautiful.”
“Stay back, Violet!” Kylan growled softly.
“Do not fear the root,” Varius said with a nod toward him. He tapped his stick once against the stone floor, then took another step forward. “This is what is left of the Lyperian stone. Dead to most eyes, useless…but not entirely gone.”
I swallowed hard, staring at the one thing that somehow managed to control my eyes. The glasses, the ring…if it weren’t for the stone, I wouldn’t have gotten this far. Even now, it felt like something was pulling me toward it.