(Caius)
The third bundle was the one that mattered.
I knew it before I opened it. The cord binding it was different from the others. Thicker. Tied in a specific knot that I recognised from Wraithbone's older security protocols. Whatever was inside had been sealed with more care than standard correspondence warranted.
I cut the cord and set it aside.
Isla looked up from the letter she was reading.
I spread the contents across the table between us.
Not letters this time. Documents. Formal records written in the hand of an Alpha King I didn't recognise from the signature but could place by the era from the style of the parchment. Three pages. Each one numbered in the top corner.
I started with the first.
It was a timeline. Someone had documented every significant event they could conn
