Solstace’s jeep skidded to a halt in a cloud of dust, and he flung open the door with a fierce determination. He leaped onto the rocky terrain, his eyes blazing with a fiery resolve that could melt glaciers. Tension thickened the air, buzzing like the charged calm before a storm.
“Where is she?” he bellowed, his voice echoing through the pack’s territory.
King Vlad and Gabriel waited outside, stiff and alert, as if Solstace’s arrival had already jangled their nerves.
“Calm down,” Gabriel interjected and stood in front of Solstace. “She’s been through hell and back with you leaving on this mission alone.”
“Solstace, Gabriel’s right.” Kind Vlad added. “Take a breath before making demands.”
“I’ve been through hell and back quite literally,” Solstace started. A wild, untamed light flick
