Sheera was a prisoner of her own terror.
Even as night fell, cloaking the Fortress in its inky embrace, and she knew it was time to go the Alpha's chamber, she found it difficult moving her legs.
the memory of what she had done sent a fresh wave of panic crashing over her. The image of the Keeper's lifeless form sprawled on the floor played on an endless loop in her mind.
It was unreal for her to had behaved that way. So unreal for her to possess such strength and anger - one that was enough to defeat a Keeper, and...and kill him!
She was haunted! It was her first kill as a wolf, and by the moon, the air seemed to stick in her throat.
It was forbidden to take the life of another without reason.
What if the Keeper's death is traced to her? What if they don't believe she had only be
