Triple Temptation
"Even without his pelt, he has the instincts of a hound."
"Leave him out of this, Lucien," Rhea commanded, her voice vibrating with a sudden, dark power that made the stone railing beneath her hands crack. "If you have something to say to me, say it now. I am tired of riddles."
"It is not a riddle, Rhea. It is a revelation," Morga said, stepping forward. She slowly uncapped the leather case and pulled out a scroll that seemed to be made of beaten gold and human hair. The parchment hummed with a low, dissonant frequency that made Ash’s teeth ache. "We found this in the secret compartment of the World-Tree’s heart, beneath the layer of obsidian we shattered."