Soraya's POV.

“The Patriarch strikes again.”

The headline glared across the screen.

Mrs. Opaline’s entire demeanor shifted. Her head turned sharply toward the TV, her eyes narrowing on the broadcast. I followed her gaze to the television.

The Patriarch. That name everyone knew.

Patriarch Cornelius. Though the world simply called him the Patriarch.

He was the man who despised wolves more than anyone alive. The man who had spent years ensuring that hatred wasn’t forgotten.

The newscaster’s voice rang out from the television, a stern-faced woman with her dark hair pulled tightly into a bun.

“The Patriarch strikes again,” she said gravely. “Here on Adiba Street, four werewolves were killed....