The smell of smoke and silver filled the courtyard. The glow beneath their skin faded to embers, and the marked wolves lay gasping on the ground, their bodies twitching. While some unmarked wolves hurried to their sides, others took a step back, as if touching them would spread the infection.
At first, nobody said anything. Not until Kalen.
"This is over now." His voice shattered like a whip through the quiet. Anger burning in every fiber of his body, he turned on Thorn. "You witnessed it firsthand. She's connected, not resisting. That thing passes through her each time it moves.”
Mira growled and pushed herself forward. “And we would all be on our knees by now if she hadn't retaliated. Do you think Thorn doesn’t know what he’s doing? You think we don’t see who’s really breaking us ap
