THE SHATTERED WHITE WOLF
"She foresaw that the last surviving White Wolf would wander into my lands, carrying a power that can crush kingdoms. I need that power to destroy the packs threatening my borders."
I took a deep breath, swallowing the shock. If he wanted to play cards on the table, I would play too.
"Fair enough," I said, my voice hardening into ice. "Then you should know this, I only married you so you can help me fight my enemies."
Damian raised an eyebrow, looking intrigued. "And who might those enemies be, little wolf? Give me their names, and my warriors will tear their lands apart by morning."
I looked away, staring at the flickering candles in the tent. "No. I won't tell you."