I wasn’t ready for the title.
Not now. Not like this.
My heart fluttered in my breast as the messenger straightened from his bow. He stood tens, too tall, with white hair that hung to his waist and pale skin that gave off a shimmer under the breaking dawn. His eyes were the oddest though—silver, shining, and completely inscrutable. Lunari eyes.
“Home?” I repeated, my voice harsher than I had meant for it to be.
Kael stepped up next to me, his warm hand grazing mine, which somehow grounded me. “She is home,” he growled.
The envoy did not flinch. “With all due respect, Alpha Blackthorn, Queen Amara’s true lineage stretches far beyond this forest. The Lunari Council has waited for her return for centuries.”
“I’m not one of them,” I answered, with a toss of my chin. “I didn’t even know t
