"No..."
Rowan's voice barely rose above a whisper.
"It can't be."
My eyes shifted between Rowan and the hooded stranger.
"You know him?" I asked but Rowan did not answer.
He just kept staring at the man. His face had turned completely pale. Until now, I had never seen him appear terrified. Not when the Shadow Drake, not when Malachar showed up, and not even when the Hall of Kings was opened. But now, he looked very much terrified.
The stranger smiled.
"I see someone still remembers me."
His voice was calm, almost gentle, yet something about it made me shiver.
Kael moved forward till he was between the stranger and me.
"State your name."
The man smiled.
"You first."
"You already know who I am."
"I do."
His smile widened.
"The Lycan King."
His eyes drifted to me.
"And..."
