Chapter 13 – A Stranger’s Strength
(Elena’s POV)
The air at night was cooler than usual and had a bad smell.
The figure across the cliffs was holding a knife with the Hale crest on it. I stood still at the window and stared at them. We looked at each other for a moment, or I thought they did. Everything was fuzzy because of the fog, but I could see evil in their eyes.
"They're here," I said in a low voice.
Lucian quickly turned his head and asked, "What?"
It took him a moment to turn around, but by the time he did, the shadow was gone into the fog.
Right away, Ronan took out his sword. "Guards! "Look around the edge!"
The Citadel was very busy in a short amount of time. The sound of wolves in armor running through the halls could be heard echoing off the stone walls. I could feel t
