Caden POV

The White Wolf.

And this is my first meeting with her.

Great first impression, Caden.

I step back and lower my head in respect. But not before I catch the look on her face. Which tells me everything.

Queen Kerris doesn't like the way my hand is wrapped around Marissa's wrist. The faint golden glow in her eyes is not excitement.

It's... a warning.

How did she even get here without making a sound? Does she poof from place to place?

Maybe that's one of the White Wolf's magical abilities.

My friends would give anything to trade places with me right now. To be face to face with...