CHAPTER FORTY-THREE

THE SHADOW PACK

SILAS VALERION

Four days.

Four days since my daughter and the Eclipse Alpha vanished without a trace.

I stood over the long table in the strategy room, maps and scrolls spread under the lanterns. Every known loophole, every thinning between the mortal realm and the Ashen Court had been marked, checked, and crossed out.

There were almost none left.

Around the same table stood the only people who refused to accept that the trail was dead.

Elias paced like a caged wolf, restless and heavy with the guilt that he had not been able to protect her that day. Across from him, Arielle Mortain stood...