Quinn got out of the bed she’d been laying in for the past few hours, looking at the clock attached to the wall above the door. It was almost 7 00, and all she’d done after touring the land with Zayd was lay down, trying to get in touch with the wolf she’d lost.

She knew it was impossible, but despite knowing that, she couldn’t help but try. She’d prayed to the goddess too, begging her for help.

But what could the goddess do? Resurrect the same wolf Quinn had taken for ...