THIRD POV
The tension in the hall tightened further.
Then someone spoke from the far side of the council chamber.
Unlike the others, his attention was not fixed on Blood Crescent.
It was fixed on something else.
“I don't know about the rest of you, but before we continue discussing Alexander Blackwell,” he said, “I want an answer regarding the wolf.”
The room quieted slightly.
Several elders immediately knew which wolf he meant.
The one whose howl had echoed across the sacred grounds.
The one who had appeared during the ritual.
The one who had thrown every Stonevale wolf into confusion and aimed directly for Darren.
The elder leaned forward.
“That was no ordinary wolf. And it wasn't a stranger.”
A murmur spread through the hall.
“He is right,” another elder agreed.
“I felt i
