Chapter 44: Birthright Claim
The doors of the Council Hall groaned open. Aria stepped inside, chin high, shoulders squared beneath her dark cloak. The […]
The doors of the Council Hall groaned open. Aria stepped inside, chin high, shoulders squared beneath her dark cloak. The […]
The scroll arrived wrapped in midnight-blue silk, bound with a wax seal shaped like a wolf’s eye. Aria frowned as
The council hall was colder than usual. Even with the enchanted hearths burning blue-white at the corners, a chill hung
The note arrived at twilight, tucked between the folds of Aria’s cloak. She found it when she returned from training,
The message arrived at dawn. A small silver falcon landed on the windowsill of Aria’s quarters, its eyes glowing with
Aria had never liked surprises. But when she stepped into the candlelit solarium and saw the garlands of lunar lilies
The SilverCrest kitchens were quiet long after nightfall. Most of the pack had turned in, exhausted from training drills and
The courtyard at SilverCrest was quiet before dawn. Frost clung to the stone flagstones, brittle and white, catching the pale
The study was supposed to be quiet. Kael sat at the edge of the massive oak desk, elbows braced on
SilverCrest rarely saw visitors. Not since the severing. The ancient stronghold sat perched in a frostbitten valley, half-forgotten by the