Everything was cold.
Not just the air.
The world.
My body trembled, barely covered by dirt, dried sweat, and blood. My wings were gone. My claws, my sharpened senses, the ancient power that had flowed like living shadow through my skin…
All of it.
Human.
And naked.
The raven no longer inhabited me.
And without him, without Skadi, without the bond…
I was no one.
Alpha Dante and Luna Agatha moved unhurriedly down the shattered street. Their bodies, immense and magnificent in wolf form, moved with that terrifying perfection of predators who had no need to run. Dante walked at the front, his dark gray fur rippling in the wind. Agatha followed, her golden eyes locked on me.
And they were smiling.
Not with their mouths. Not with any human expression.
But with the rhythm of their mov
