Chapter 142

Third Person's POV

If Zarek were truly the monster the world whispered him to be, he would never have lowered his proud Alpha head and offered three solemn bows before the urns of Garrick and Mirelle at the funeral hall. Nor would he have stood silent and unmoving, his presence a shadow of iron, when their ashes were carried to rest in the Cinderholme Legion's Shrine of Martyrs, the sacred ground