Chapter 129

• Kael’s Pov
• The stench of wolfsbane was everywhere. It clung to the air like a thick, suffocating fog, burning the back of my throat and searing through every breath I took. My claws itched to shift, to rip through the throats of those who dared trespass into our lands, but the bitter poison weakened even my wolf’s strength. Every warrior I’d sent out was coming back bloodied, limping, or not at all. And yet… I couldn’t falter. Not tonight.
• My kingdom was under siege.