Chapter 113

*Elora*

I’d been walking for hours—through tunnels that bled magic, over stone that still held the fingerprints of wolves long dead, deeper and deeper into the veins of the mountain. I didn’t remember making the decision to come here.

My feet just moved. My magic pulled, a low throb beneath my skin, guiding me like it had finally stopped resisting and started leading. I should have been afraid. T