Chapter 26 Chapter 26: The Prophet in the Deep

The horns of the Lycan Council did not sound like the triumphant calls of the Blackwood hunt. They were low, mournful drones that vibrated through the marrow of the bone-trees, a sound that carried the weight of a thousand years of stagnant laws.

"They’re here," Vane whispered, her hand tightenin...

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