Epilogue
“I want to be best friends with a troll … said nobody ever in the history of ever.” ~Kara
The air in the Troll Realm was heavy, damp, and carried an earthy scent that made Nick’s wolf bristle. The forest around them was dense, the towering trees casting long shadows that seemed to stretch endlessly in the fading light. Every snap of a twig or rustle of leaves set him on edge, and his wolf prowled just beneath the surface as he scanned the area. They’d been sent here for a reason, but Nick figured the first thing they needed to do was determine whether they were allies or enemies.
Nick glanced at Kara, whose dark hair was pulled back into a braid that rested on her shoulder. Her hand brushed against his arm, grounding him, and he felt a surge of gratitude through their bond. She
