Dimitri (continued)
Silas leads the way back through the corridor, his boots striking against the wooden plank floor with clipped, purposeful steps. Reluctantly, I follow just a few paces behind out of curiosity. That's all I tell myself. This is for her. Maybe he knows something.
The house feels different now. Like, there is a pressure that is brewing on the other side of the house that's about to crest at any moment. The air is a bit warmer inside, thanks to the multiple hearths that have fires roaring in them. The torches along the walls flicker a little as we pass, their flames casting long shadows while they sway with our passing.
Though the bond grows stronger within me with every step deeper into the wolves' packhouse I go. The threads cinch in tighter around my wrist as we tur
