Ragnor
"What the hell are you talking about?" I barked, my patience wearing thin.
I couldn’t let this old wolf spew nonsense and disturb Valkyrie. She had only just begun to recover, and this could undo everything.
“I speak no nonsense, Alpha,” the old man said calmly, his eyes flickering with an otherworldly glow. “It’s clear from her aura—something none of us dared to imagine.”
“Enough!” My growl rumbled through the clearing. “I’ve had enough of your riddles. We didn’t come here to listen to your fabricated tales.”
“Howard descendo,” the old man intoned, his voice steady but laced with gravity.
The name hit me like a punch to the gut.
“What did you just say?” I demanded, my chest tightening.
“King Howard, your grandfather,” he continued, stepping closer. “He ruled with an iron f
