Chapter 43: Ancient Enemy
THORNE
I walked towards the fire, ignoring the heat that was beginning to sear my skin, but it was nothing compared to the fear that gnawed at my heart. I boldly read the message clearly written in the flames.
"Hello, old friend..."
I felt my heart clench in different possible ways as I stood there, shock evident on my face.
No, it was impossible. It couldn't be possible. He couldn't be alive. Malachar... I had f*****g destroyed him, banished him centuries ago. How was he alive? He should be dead, lost to the void I'd cast him into.
I pulled my eyes away from the fire, quickly walking away from the scene, ignoring the look I received from Taylor. This was wrong.
My wolf was pacing furiously in my head.
I'd thought Malachar was gone forever—my father's grea
