The howl echoed again.
Long.
Broken.
Wrong.
Every wolf in Ravenspire froze.
It wasn't just the sound of a wolf—it carried something deeper, something distorted that made the Moonmarked tether shudder like a disturbed web.
Kaerin gripped the hilt of her blade tightly. “That thing is close.”
Rovan’s silver veins glowed beneath his skin as he focused on the tether stretching across the forest.
“It crossed the outer ridge,” he said quietly.
Aric stepped beside him, starfire flickering across his shoulders. “Then we intercept it before it reaches the valley.”
Behind them, Lukas slowly regained consciousness. His eyes opened weakly, still glowing faintly with silver and violet.
“What… was that howl?” he asked.
Rovan looked down at him.
“That was the first creature born entirely from
