Mia’s POV
“My child…”
The ancient wolf’s voice rolled across the valley like distant thunder.
Every living thing fell silent.
The wind.
The wolves.
Even the Devourer’s growing sphere of crimson energy began to tremble.
The creature stood frozen.
Its enormous body shuddered as though something buried deep within it had been awakened.
The masked figure’s voice cracked with panic.
“No!”
It thrust both hands forward.
“You belong to me!”
Black chains erupted from the ground, wrapping around the Devourer’s legs, neck, and wings of shadow.
The creature let out a deafening roar.
Not of rage.
Of pain.
My heart clenched.
Those chains…
They were the same ones I’d seen in the vision.
The same darkness that had corrupted the wolves centuries ago.
Commander Ronan slowly lowered his
