Azlynn’s P.O.V.

For a moment, I let myself breathe freely and then, this low and deep howl rang through the trees. It was like carved from the marrow of the earth, shaking the leaves. It curled like smoke through the cracks in the walls and into our bones. Even Arthur shuddered after his query.

Uncle Earl stuttered in response. “I-It’s a wolf call. Did you hear it, little princess?”

I froze as the laughter died down on the balcony. Skylar stepped to the railing, her brows knit.

“That came from the ridge near the border.”

Arthur was already moving to the door, instincts flaring. “Stay here. I’ll check why there...