Kael finally pulled his gaze away from the dark horizon, shifting his attention back to that heavy, lead-lined lockbox beside him. The survival of the Blood Moon Pack—and perhaps the entire world—depended entirely on the glowing crystal sitting inside it.
The speed of the convoy was relentless, but the turmoil raging inside Kael’s mind moved even faster. The heavy silence within the cab of the armored vehicle was broken only by the low, steady roar of the massive engine. Outside the tinted windows, the blinding orange sands of the southern desert were finally giving way to the familiar, rocky foothills of their territory. However, the profound sense of peace that usually accompanied his return home was entirely absent this time.
The Sun-Stone’s soft, golden light leaked through the micro
