BloodBound Crown
The creature limped out from behind one of the cages, favoring its left front leg.
Kael's breath caught. He knew this wolf. The intelligence reports had mentioned it: *Subject keeps a companion animal, origin unknown. Small black wolf, unusually intelligent. Dispose of it with the girl.*
Lyra stirred in his arms, her eyes opening. "Nyx," she breathed. "Don't... don't hurt her. Please."
The small wolf—Nyx—limped closer, her silver eyes fixed on Lyra with obvious concern. When she reached them, she sat and looked up at Kael with an expression that was far too knowing for a simple animal.