Chapter 191

Kaelia

I stared at Alden as he spoke, his voice slow and unhurried, as though he were not revealing something that could shake the very foundation of what people believed about the world.

“A long time ago,” he said, lazily leaning against the tree while chewing on the berries he had taken from his pocket, “even before the moon goddess created you annoying werewolves, the gods created this mist, a