Chapter 33 Blood And Bone

• Snow no longer fell gently. It swept across the Northern Kingdom in violent, whispering flurries, like a warning carried in the wind.
• Lucia watched the storm from the top balcony of the East Watchtower, her cloak drawn tightly around her shoulders. Beneath her, warriors trained in the courtyard—some in human form, others half-shifted, their Lycan features pronounced in the cold. It was the first time she'd seen so many of them shift in unison. The sight stirred something ancient within her.
• She gripped the rail and closed her eyes.