Rory’s POV
There's silence, hundreds of eyes pinned me where I stood.
I froze, my breath caught halfway in my throat. It was as though I had stumbled onto a performance stage.
And in truth, wasn’t that exactly what this was?
Blackfang had walked ahead, his every step carrying the steady aura of command. He didn’t look back at me, not once, didn’t offer me even a sliver of reassurance. He knew what he was doing , he's testing me.
I was left in the middle of the hall. Their eyes, however, were on me.
Curiosity. Hostility. Skepticism. Some pairs of eyes passed over me once, dismissive, like I was already deemed unworthy. Others lingered, sharp and invasive, peeling back layers of me I hadn’t given permission to share. And some… some glowed faintly, faint reminders of dangerous wolves, w
