AMARIS’S POV
The air was tense and heavy.
So heavy with the implications of Doug’s words that even Kade was quiet. We all were.
And I had no doubt that their minds were filled with as many questions as mine.
Who was he? Why did Doug sound like he was being possessed by something—like a puppet on a string?
No matter how much I tried to shake it, the unease hung like a weight in my chest. A sinking feeling that something was wrong, and we were three seasons behind in understanding what.
Doug had spoken of death. Of the Romanovs. Our pack. Our kingdom.
Why? How?
The river was far behind us now. Theron had suggested furthering our search for this mysterious Seer—Nyoka. At this point, she sounded more like a figment of their imagination than a real person.
But for all the ways Theron’
