Eve’s POV
“No...” Dorian said. “It has to be them. “The Harttman’s remains were cursed, whoever touched their legacy without belonging to them became marked, no one would risk that, don’t you think.”
“ What does that make us then? We just have their crest on our land, are we marked too?”
Dorian didn’t answer, he just looked away. But his silence was enough.
The young soldier finally spoke up again. “ I think…I saw something …last night.” He stuttered.
“Speak up then!” Dorian barked. “ I saw something last night, it wasn’t shaped like a wolf nor… was it shaped like human.” He said in a trembling voice. “It had this…silver eyes.”
My pulse spiked. “silver eyes?”
He nodded slowly. “When it turned towards me, I whispered something I didn’t quite understand.”
“What did it say?” Malik a
