Chapter 51

• MILLICENT
• Fiona nudged me gently, handing me her water bottle. I took it with a tight nod.
• Professor continued, eyes faraway like he could see ghosts walking among the trees. “These woods have known the blood of rebellion. Brotherhood. Betrayal. And it was here, not far from the Clearwater River, that Silverfang Institute was founded. Not as a school, but as neutral ground, a place wolves could meet without tearing each other apart for pack domination.”