Echo.

Weakness coursed through my body as I stumbled along the path that led to the heart of the lycans' kingdom. My legs felt like lead, every step a monumental effort. The weariness from my captivity had left me drained and frail.

The other lycans I encountered on the way recognized me but didn't offer assistance. Instead, they hurried off, likely to fetch Ceasar. I knew my arrival had caused a stir, but I couldn't summon the strength to explain myself.

Then, as if summoned by their urgency, Ceasar appeared on the scene. His surprise at seeing me was evident in his eyes, and without a moment's hesitation, he rushed...