Hundreds of miles away from the rotting shores of the Eastern Coast, the Winter Citadel stood as an impenetrable fortress of dark granite and black iron. It had withstood centuries of sieges, brutal blizzards, and Lycan civil wars. It was designed to keep entire armies out.
But it was not designed to fight an enemy that was already inside.
Aaliyah stood by the massive, arched glass window of the royal bedchamber, looking out over the frozen northern mountains. The ambient Primal energy in the room was completely erratic, sparking off her fingertips in tiny, involuntary bursts of silver static. Her heart was beating entirely too fast.
Suddenly, a violent, agonizing spike of pure terror and raw panic shot straight through the magical tether connecting her soul to Valerius.
Aaliyah ga
