POV: Callum Brennan
Location: Prison Courtyard
Time: Month Three
The guards wake us at dawn. All of us. Every wolf in the facility. They drag us from our cells and force us into the courtyard. No explanations. Just orders barked through the corridors.
"Move. Courtyard. Now."
I stumble out with the others. My cellmate, a wolf named Boris, mutters beside me. "Execution day. They always do this. Make everyone watch."
"Watch what?"
"You'll see."
The courtyard's packed with wolves. Maybe four hundred of us standing in rows while vampire guards patrol the perimeter. There's a platform in the center that wasn't there yesterday. Wood construction, hastily built, with chains hanging from a crossbeam.
This is where someone dies today.
A vampire official steps onto the platform. Ancient one
