CARDAN MONTESSORI
He was here… strange!
War doesn’t start with swords.
It starts with whispers…
With a dream you can’t explain. With silence in the forest where there should be wolves. With the tightness in your chest that tells you something is coming, and you’re already too late to stop it.
That morning, I didn’t waste time.
The nightmares, the warning Paedyn gave me the night before, the way the winds had shifted — it was enough.
“I'm surprised you believe her,” Kai said to me that morning.
I could tell he was disappointed, but I didn't build my pack by listening to everyone, no matter how loyal they were.
“Are you jealous I didn't listen to you this time?,” I asked him, sounding more like a friend than his alpha.
“I'm not,” he said, but he didn't sound convincing.
“Why do y
