“I have a feeling she’ll be able to take one look at you and give you all the answers that you want. Troy is on this side of the mountain, about a four-day journey as a wolf, closer to the peak of the mountain. The closest and safest way is through a thicket of woods. It used to be home to a powerful coven of witches, but has since been abandoned. Some of the spell traps are still active, so take this. It should help you navigate them.”
She reached into her pocket and pulled out an amulet. Duke snagged it before she could drape it around her neck. “What is it?” he growled, eyeing the strange symbol amateurishly melded into a circle.
“It’s magic. When it warms against your skin, a trap will be near. The closer you get to the trap, the hotter it will get. I would suggest wearing it as a hu
