King Jorah’s POV
“My daughter’s gift must be honed,” I said to the council. “To help us against the werewolves attacking at the border.”
I paced, needing to keep moving. When I stood in one spot for too long, guilt and shame for what I was about to do gripped me painfully.
“Even with Andrew’s withdrawal of the marriage alliance, the other packs continue to attack.” I stopped in the center of the room and peered up at the Elders. “I have decided to send Sarah to Moonhaven’s ancient temple to train under the Oracle.”
“Do you think that is wise? She could use her gift against us.”
I pressed my lips. “It is a risk, I believe we must take. Our army isn’t as strong as it once was. Many men have died, and fewer and fewer vampires are producing offspring.”
The Elders nodded in agreement. O
