The Silver Revelation

A glacial stillness overtook Malachi. A mere subordinate could not spontaneously override ancient territorial magic.

"Did you feel a tether form?" Malachi demanded.

Rolf swallowed hard. "Faintly. I was bleeding out, but the shift was undeniable. Our scent signatures altered."

Malachi shifted his heavy gaze to his second-in-command. "Only a single wolf possesses the authority to invoke temporary