***Wolf’s POV***
Of course Marchus and I had eventually reconciled, mostly due to Blue and Oak, but it set us on course for becoming dear friends. It wasn’t long after my home was ready, and I said my goodbyes as I moved into it.
A year had passed of being on my own, and everyone had come to visit me in my new home. After everyone had gone, I enjoyed several months to myself and I was all alone one evening, peacefully studying in my observatory, when I heard footsteps running down the marble hallway. I took my blades in either hand, and slowly and silently walked down the hall. I peeked around the corner and saw a tall-cloaked figure standing in my sitting room, and crept up behind him slowly and quickly put the knife under his chin without being able to see his face.
“Woe there!” I
