ELVIE
Beta Arnold turned to Argon with a nod. “Alright, Argon. Let’s get back to the pack mansion. It’s time to restore Alpha Jerry’s wolf.”
A surge of excitement ran through me, but it quickly turned to worry. “Wait,” I said, eyeing Argon’s pale, almost otherworldly appearance. “What if everyone freaks out when they see him? He looks… well, he looks dead. And alive. Like a zombie.”
Argon chuckled, a rough, eerie sound that made me shiver. Then, with a snap of his fingers, his skin seemed to shift, his hollow eyes filling with a hint of life. In mere moments, he looked completely ordinary, like any other person. I couldn’t hide my shock.
“Nothing is impossible with the Blackstone,” he said smoothly, his voice carrying an edge of power and confidence.
I was still staring in disbelie
