The carriage rolled to a stop in the courtyard of Nightfang.
For a moment, everyone stood still. The warriors who had been drilling near the outer wall paused mid swing. The servants carrying linens and water buckets stopped in their tracks.
A Mooncrest carriage. An Alpha they did not recognize. Warriors on horseback with the crescent moon emblem on their cloaks. And behind them, a prisoner in chains.
Whispers began to ripple through the gathered crowd.
"Mooncrest? What are they doing here?"
"Did you see the Alpha? I heard he is bloodthirsty and never lost in a war.”
"Who's in the carriage? Did you see anyone get out?"
"I don't know. I couldn't see inside."
The carriage door opened.
Rowan stepped out first, his golden eyes sweeping the courtyard with the calm authority of a predat
