Chapter 41 Imperial Pack Temple

• Elara POV
• I don't hesitate. Slowly, I remove Zane's arm from around me. He grumbles something in his sleep about vampires, and I have to stifle the giggle that comes from my lips. Before I exit the tent, I take one last look at them. I feel guilty for leaving, but I know the lore of the Imperial Pack. I have to do this alone. Outsiders are not welcome.
• As soon as I step out of the tent, the locket begins to beat around my neck. I wander off into the trees as if I am being pulled by an invisible thread. I do not know where I am going, but the way to go is clear in my mind.