The monsters weren’t hiding in the forest…
They were hiding in history.
Pain pulled me awake.
My head throbbed as I slowly opened my eyes.
The damp stone floor beneath me was freezing, and the air smelled of smoke and old blood.
For a moment, I didn’t remember where I was.
Then the silver chains around my wrists tightened as I moved.
Memory came rushing back.
The palace.
The poison.
The k********g.
I had been taken by the Shadow Order.
The cell was unlike any prison I had ever seen.
Black crystals were embedded in the walls, glowing with a dull crimson light.
Ancient symbols covered every stone from floor to ceiling.
I reached for my wolf.
“Can you hear me?”
A weak whimper answered.
“Barely.”
Her voice sounded distant.
“This place was built to imprison Moon Wolves.”
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