For the first time… I hear my wolf speak.
For twenty years, I believed something was wrong with me.
Every child in my old pack had shifted before they reached adulthood.
They spoke about their wolves like lifelong friends.
They laughed together.
Hunted together.
Protected one another.
I had… nothing.
No voice.
No bond.
Only silence.
That silence had made me believe I was broken.
Now I knew the truth.
I had never been broken.
Something had been keeping my wolf asleep.
The morning after the stolen map was discovered, I couldn’t sleep.
Before the sun had fully risen, I made my way to the palace training grounds.
The air was cool, carrying the scent of pine and damp earth. A thin layer of mist drifted over the empty courtyard.
I picked up a wooden sword and began practicing t
