Aldous stood inside the meeting room that afternoon, clad in the winterwear Naveya had sewn for him. The air carried a chill that everyone knew would only get worse from here on out. The air was cool against whatever skin he had exposed, but the fire burning strong kept him warm. He adjusted the strap across his shoulder, fingers brushing over the folded map tucked safely inside. Alpha Tahla had pressed it into his hand not long ago, her expression was calm as she explained the route. Ironpeak wouldn’t be hard to find with it. She drew out the paths clearly and marked turns.
Outside, the Lunaris stretched out in a calm that didn’t match the feeling sitting low in his chest. Truly, deep down, he was afraid and if he did not play it right, he might expose himself to Varek and make everythin
