The shadow came towards us fast, too fast for my eyes to follow. At first, I thought Limene was right that it was something strange, something beyond the world of wolves. But when the figure finally stepped into the light that fell across the lake, I saw it clearly.
It was a wolf.
A rogue wolf.
His fur was dark, darker than any I had ever seen. It wasn’t the kind of black that came from nature; it looked like something that had been burned by evil, a color that swallowed the light instead of reflecting it. Even from where I stood, I could feel the hatred rolling off him like heat. His eyes glowed red, sharp and wild, and for a moment I couldn’t breathe.
Limene’s voice trembled inside me.
“That’s not a normal rogue.”
The rogue lowered his head, lips curling back to reveal sharp, stain
