Chapter 101

Third Person's POV

Beatrice had already reached a passable level-her footwork clean, her spins steady, the rise and fall of her wolf-breath aligned with the rhythm-but it still wasn't enough for Cerys of the Moonglen Pack.

"Five days," Cerys said, her tone calm yet edged with Alpha precision. "You have only five days to push this dance to its limit. If it doesn't stun at first glance, this entire