The duel took place at dawn three days later.
Dorran brought his rogue army to Blackpine’s border.
He challenged Alpha Aric openly.
According to the oldest werewolf law, the victor would claim the territory and every wolf within it.
I stood behind the line of warriors, the small bottle pressing against my chest.
Before Alpha Aric walked onto the battlefield, he turned back and looked at me.
"Stay behind the line," he said softly. "I’ll be back soon."
I did not nod.
I had already made my decision.
I would not stand in the back and watch my fated mate walk into a death trap someone had rigged.
The night before the duel, I went to see Seraphina.
After the rogue scout confessed, Aric had her brought from Hollowmoor and locked in Blackpine’s cells.
Colluding with rogues and plotting
