Chapter 33

There was a beat of silence. Heavy. Suffocating.

No one dared speak.

The warriors from Ebon-Sylvan exchanged confused glances, unsure if they should bow, move, or even breathe in front of the Lycan Alpha. Some dropped their gaze instinctively, the primal instinct of submission too strong to resist.

Dante stopped only a few feet in front of Kovak and Kestryn. His grip around me remained secure, eve