Kael pulled me through the dark trees, his grip like a band of iron around my wrist. I could hear the distant shouts of the Alphas back at the pack house. They were confused and angry. They were looking for the source of the light and the shaking.
Every step I took felt like I was dragging a mountain behind me. The silver light was still pouring out of my skin, turning the grass and the leaves of the bushes into shimmering white statues.
Kael did not stop until we reached a side door near the back wing of the house. This part of the building was old and quiet. It was far away from the dining hall where the guests were.
He pulled me inside and slammed the heavy oak door shut. He locked it with a loud click. We were in a narrow stone hallway. There were no windows here, and the only lig
