Solas P.O.V
The walk to my office felt longer than usual.
Not because of the distance, but because every wolf we passed could feel the hum of old magic, the shift in the air. The Guardian had stepped onto Moonshadow soil, and the land itself was listening.
My wolf paced in my mind, uneasy.
The Gate stirs; he murmured. The Guardian is here.
I gritted my teeth. “I know.”
We reached the office. I pushed the door open and stepped inside.
Lucian entered first, calm and collected. Caelan followed tensely, still rattled from whatever he’d scented in the hall. And then Kieran walked in with Elder Thane behind him.
I had already met Thane at the border, but seeing him here, inside my walls, was different. He moved like the storm outside had no right to touch him. Measured steps. Hands clasp
