Lilith pov

My heart dropped.

She was a Moonburn?

She wasn’t from Fangspire. She had just appeared in the packhouse one day. No one ever really knew where she came from. So she…she was from the Moonburn tribe.

The ones who were wiped out years ago at the hands of—

My stomach tightened.

“Verek…” I breathed.

Lora’s expression didn’t change.

“That’s right,” she said quietly. “Verek.” She stepped back slightly, like the memories themselves were too heavy. “When I was eight years old, he came to our village,” she said. “He came alone at first. He spoke like a man offering salvation. Wealth. Safety. He said he would give us...