(Rodan)
They hadn't moved us far.
Just outside the Ashcrest border, far enough that we were no longer standing on land that had belonged to my family for generations, but close enough that I could still see the tree line I'd walked through every morning for most of my life. The guards had stopped to rest the horses before continuing the journey. Nobody had needed to tell me where I was going.
I knew how Crown law worked.
Wolves sentenced to execution weren't taken straight to the execution grounds. They were held in Crown custody while the sentence was confirmed and the final arrangements were made. My destination was a cell. After that, there would only be one road left.
I sat with my back against a tree, my wrists bound in front of me, the metal cold against my skin.
I thought abou
