Chapter 114 “Her Child, Her War”

• The rain lashed against the moving chariots as they approached the High Prophetess’s mansion. The downpour was relentless, a thunderous curtain that matched the turmoil in Milicent’s heart.
• She sat quietly, staring out the rain-blurred window, her face pale, lips pressed into a tight line.
• The war was over—or so it seemed. To the Wolf Clan, it marked peace, triumph, the dawn of a new era. But to Milicent, it was the beginning of another storm… one that had fallen directly on her friend.