The journey back from the Grey Peaks was silent, but it was a silence filled with the weight of a new era. We travelled in a Lycan transport, the boys asleep in the back, their heads resting on each other’s shoulders. Silas was in a high-security containment cell, his magic suppressed, his mind likely already plotting his next move even though I would ensure he never got the chance.
As the sun began to peek over the horizon, casting a pale gold light over the Eastern Region, I looked out the window at the sprawling forests.
“Sienna’s father is in custody,” Silas’s second-in-command, a man named Kael who had quickly switched allegiances, informed me. “And Sienna... she was found at the base of the peaks. She’s alive, but her wolf has been shattered by the feedback of your blast. She’s hum
