The silver gates of the Shadowfall Domain didn't creak; they glided open with silent, terrifying precision.
As our transport cleared the final mountain pass, the foggy mist gave way to an imposing black-stone fortress nestled deep within a jagged glacial valley. Obsidian towers pierced the overcast sky, surrounded by perimeter walls lined with elite warriors clad in darkened steel. This was the heart of the Neutral Territories—a place where the authority of pack Alphas died, and where outcasts, rogues, and ancient bloodlines governed themselves by their own unforgiving laws.
The carriage ground to a smooth halt in the main courtyard.
I looked down at Nora. She was still fast asleep, her breathing steady and deep. The pale blue luminescence of the Star-Lotus serum had fully absorbed into
