Chapter 122 Waking The Wolves
The blood moon dissipated into the inky belly of night as Seraphine woke to the low, rumbling growl of wolves whispering in the darkness.
Embers of the campfire beat like a fading heartbeat at his side, and Seraphine sat cross-legged, back to the fire, arms uncovered in spite of the chill. The four Nightwardens stood behind her, silently observing, weighing.
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