Chapter 39 The Howl

• Cintra was quiet that night. It was quite early that night. The perfect moment was when people sat outside to chatter, or mates took a stroll, and when cubs jumped around or sat together for some night takes, the moon was slowly stealing its way through the sky but in a shy manner. Freya was sitting by her window, trying nine of the little tricks she had learned from Shidor's training earlier that day.
• Karina was not in the chamber, and honestly, she couldn't care less.
• The lady was a chatterbox, and for once, she needed a moment of silence—just her and her thoughts about swordplay.