Natalie's POV
Finding wolves desperate enough to follow an untested Sovereign was easier than I expected. The supernatural world was full of outcasts. Wolves are rejected by their packs for being too weak or too strong or too different. Rogues with nowhere to go and nothing left to lose. Halflings like I used to be who never quite fit anywhere.
Mira knew where to find them.
We started at a bar on the outskirts of neutral territory. A dive called The Howling Moon. The building looked like it was held together by rust and stubbornness. The windows were so grimy I could barely see through them. But the moment we pushed through the door I knew this was the right place.
It reeked of alcohol and sweat and desperation. The kind of smell that soaked into your skin and stayed there for days. Ev
