The weight of the lead wolf’s words lingered in my mind. Do not fear the fire. Fear what happens if you let it die.
I clenched my fists, trying to steady my breathing. The fire inside me still pulsed, flickering beneath my skin, restless.
Lena exhaled sharply, sheathing her dagger. “So, just to recap—we fought a bunch of shadow monsters, you turned into a human flamethrower, ghost wolves knighted you or whatever, and now we have to chase an unknown ‘next flame’ while avoiding more creepy hooded figures?”
Logan scoffed. “Sounds about right.”
She turned to me, eyes sharp. “Please tell me you have some kind of plan, Elias.”
I looked past her at the ruins, at the faintly glowing symbols carved into the stone. They were still warm, still thrumming with energy. The lead wolf had said this p
