Chapter 70

• ROWAN
• We moved through Mooncrest Keep with clean purpose. Every step had weight. No one hesitated. My wolves slid into formation without a word, instinct guiding them as much as my command.
• The halls were crowded with noise, raised voices, hurried footsteps, fear bleeding into the air, but we cut through it like a blade. The attack had turned the keep into a maze of confusion. People didn’t know where to go or who to listen to.