Lina

I hug the shadows along the corridor, ears straining for any hint of footsteps, my pulse hammering as if it knows what I’m about to do is dangerous—no, deadly.

My wolf paces beneath my skin, sharp and restless. Patience. Wait for the opening.

Easy for you to say you're not the one hoping you don't clunk around and give yourself away.

You could always let me out and I could do it, She says smartly.

I wish I could but I think seeing a wolf around the palace would draw more attention, not less.

Lady Elira’s chambers are closer than I thought, the soft carpet muffling my steps. I...