Vivian’s pov
Elara dressed me in silence.
The indigo silk moved like water against my skin. She’s been braiding my hair for nearly an hour now, not speaking, just working with a focus that suggested she understood what was about to happen.
“They’re gathering”,
She finally said. “The whole pack . Something’s shifted. Even the ones who hate you are showing up”.
“Because they want to see me executed”, I said. “Maybe”, Elara said. “Or because they sense that everything is about to change and they don’t want to miss i.
She turned my face to the mirror. The woman looking back wasn’t the servant who’d arrived at the Citadel weeks ago. The crescent mark on my neck, Dominic’s mark made that impossible to deny.
“Silas is downstairs,” Elara continued. “He’s been talking to warriors. The ones w
