JAKE
I kept my face neutral, trying not to let anything slip as I watched Argon from the corner of my eye. He stood confidently in the middle of the room, surrounded by the dark mist and that eerie candlelight. My wolf, Gary, was stirring inside me, his voice low and urgent as he spoke to me directly in my mind.
"So, this is the one," Gary said, his tone full of wariness. "Argon holds the Blackstone, Jake. He’s dangerous, more than anyone here realizes. You need to be careful around him. And whatever you do, don’t let on that we know he’s a White Walker."
I nodded inwardly, my jaw tightening as I processed Gary's warning. I had already felt uneasy about Argon, but knowing that he was not only a White Walker but also in possession of the Blackstone raised the stakes. And the way he’d
