Chapter 322

Cleo's POV

The war drums had quieted, but they still echoed in my bones. We had crushed the alliance of the North and South; their banners lay trampled beneath our claws, their warriors broken across the field. Tonight, the West was drunk on victory.

Frostblood Citadel glowed with fire and song. The courtyard blazed with torches, wolves howled their praises, and the halls brimmed with feasting. Al