Diego's POV
The council wing was deathly silent, save for the faint hiss of torches against the stone walls. I couldn't hear a thing down here, and I wasn't sure how I felt about it. I knew for a fact that the council chambers were empty, but it did nothing to ease the eerie feeling in the air.
It echoed all around me, like its sole purpose was to claw the life out of me. The air smelled of smoke and old blood, like centuries of judgment clinging to the stones like a curse. I stood in the middle of the corridor, hands clasped behind my back, staring at the carved wolf sigil etched into the far wall but not really seeing it.
My mind wouldn’t still, because every time I closed my eyes, I saw her face.
Kali.
She was the only one I saw. That look she gave me when I ordered her taken a
