Iris' POV:
A month later, Nia reached for me through the mind-link.
"Iris..."
The moment I heard her, I knew something was wrong.
Her voice was low and muffled, like she was trying not to break while she spoke.
"What happened?" I asked her.
"Elsa is dead."
My hand stilled around the spoon.
"When?"
"Last night." Nia drew in a slow breath. "After things fell apart between her and Dane, she refused to let it end. She caused trouble at the border, hoping it would force him to come out and face her. But a group of rogue werewolves got involved, and everything spun out of control. Dane took a blade for her. He was badly hurt. Elsa died on the spot."
For a long moment, I couldn't make myself answer.
"What about Dane?"
"He made it. But he is in bad shape. They are still treating him."
