Sebastian
I left Castleburg reluctantly. For the first time, I had sided with the vampires. They needed all the strength they could gather for when the moon turned red.
Edward was sure to come down with his men, not when a relation of his was fated to the recent King of Eldskjold. Their combined forces could deal a huge blow to both Yormsborg and Castleburg.
The vampires accompanied me. They were faster on their two feet, faster than Omegas and would equal the pace of a beta, but not an Alpha.
As we got near the plains of Járnhandr, Fenrir caught a scent in the air. It smelled like wolves—Høtenhiem wolves. We flagged it off as a shift in the damp snowfall. It would be impossible for them to know where we were headed.
I shifted my thoughts from that as I embraced the heartbeat of
