ROWAN
We moved through Mooncrest Keep with clean purpose. Every step had weight. No one hesitated. My wolves slid into formation without a word, instinct guiding them as much as my command.
The halls were crowded with noise, raised voices, hurried footsteps, fear bleeding into the air, but we cut through it like a blade. The attack had turned the keep into a maze of confusion. People didn’t know where to go or who to listen to.
I did. I could feel Karin.
Her presence tugged at me steadily, firm and undeniable. It was not panic. It was not fear. It was direction. Like a pull in my chest that refused to be ignored.
Third floor. She was moving toward the High Conclave.
The same hall where Sebastian Drayke and his delegation had been placed under false courtesy. “Honored guests.” The w
