Chapter 84– The Gathering Storm

Adeline's POV:

The stranger stood in my bedroom like a ghost made flesh.

I had my dagger at her throat before my eyes fully adjusted to the dark. Moonlight through the window illuminated her unnerving eyes—one blue as glacier ice, one gold as Elora's markings.

"You," I breathed, recognizing the presence from my dreams. "The First."

Her lips curled. "Third, actually. But close enough."

Behind me, Aiden slept soundly, the exhaustion of war preparations keeping him under despite the intruder standing three feet from our bed. A silencing spell, then. Powerful magic for a werewolf.

The woman— Stormborn —tapped my blade with a single black-tipped...