Chapter 27 The Coven's Altar

• They bound Riven before they took me, chains threaded with something that dulled his newfound power, and the last thing I saw of Blackthorn's courtyard was his face contorted with fury he couldn't act on, held immobile by coven magic while wolves he'd bled to save watched helplessly around him.
• "Silas!" His voice tore raw across the courtyard, straining against chains that hummed with visible restraint. "Don't you dare go quietly. Fight them every step. Do you hear me?"
• "I hear you."