Chapter Twenty
The chamber had never felt so small.
Varakoth filled the cavern like a living mountain of shadow and scale. Every movement of its body sent tremors through the floor. Broken pillars collapsed under its weight and dust drifted endlessly from the cracked ceiling.
Across from the creature, Selunara hovered in the air, silver light blazing around her like a storm of divine fire.
Lyra and I crouched behind a half shattered column, watching the confrontation unfold.
My wolf snarled inside my chest.
It recognized a predator when it saw one.
And Varakoth was not just a predator.
It was something far worse.
The creature’s crimson eyes shifted slowly toward us again.
Even with Selunara floating above it, its attention remained fixed on Lyra and me.
The new guardians, its vo
