The High Alpha's eyes widened. "You're suggesting we rewrite the prophecy itself."
"I'm suggesting we don't let ancient words dictate the future. That we make our own choice. Our own destiny."
"That's never been done."
"Good thing I've already done a lot of things that were never done." I turned north again. Felt that ghost of Sera's presence. "First broken alpha in centuries. First to survive severing. First to refuse the Primordial's game. What's one more impossible thing?"
Through the void where the bond should be, I felt something shift. Not Sera's voice. Not her thoughts. Just... presence. And terror.
Kade, it's showing Ember something. The real prophecy. The complete truth. It's not what we thought. It's not—
The whisper cut off.
Completely.
Not weakened. Not thin.
Gone. Lik
