As we sat together in Lucas's chamber, the weight of our conversation pressed down upon me.
I couldn't help but feel unease about the future.
The locked White Wolf book loomed large in my mind, its secrets still whispering in my mind.
"There is one more thing we haven't discussed," I told Lucas. "The book."
"The locked one Prince Alexander showed you in the secret room?" he questioned.
I nodded. "Yes. I feel like we need to get our hands on that book. What do you think about it?" I asked, my voice tentative as I broached the subject that had been weighing heavily on my mind.
Lucas's brow furrowed in thought, his gaze distant as he contemplated my question. "I think it belongs to you, Shana," he replied, his voice tinged with certainty. "You're the White Wolf, and what
