Tonight…
Either I die…
…or I disappear forever.
The chains around my wrists were cold.
Not ordinary cold.
The kind that seeped into your bones and made you wonder if you would ever feel warm again.
I stood in the middle of the execution grounds, surrounded by hundreds of wolves.
The entire Lycan Kingdom had gathered beneath the crimson sky.
Some stared at me with pity.
Others looked relieved.
A few smiled.
They believed my death would save them.
I lowered my eyes.
Maybe they were right.
A guard tightened the silver chain around my wrists.
“Don’t struggle,” he muttered quietly.
“It’ll only make it hurt more.”
I forced a small smile.
“I’m not afraid.”
The words surprised even me.
Was I lying?
Maybe.
Or maybe I was simply too tired to be afraid anymore.
The High Elder s
