~~XANDER MORTAIN~~

~~THE NORTHERN BORDER~~

Every mile I traveled away from the manor felt like torture. My joints burned, and my beast paced restlessly in the back of my mind. He was snarling, demanding I turn around and go back... to her.

 

We had made several stops, arriving at the Shadow Pack border much later than planned. The air here was freezing, biting at my skin.

 

“Steady,” General Kael whispered beside me, tightening his grip on the reins. “Something is wrong.”

 

He hit the nail on the head. We expected a wall of a thousand warriors out for blood. Instead, the border was eerily still. They weren't in battle formation;...