~Shadows of the Blackfang~

EIRA

One look at Ivy told me it wasn’t good at all. Her brows were drawn so tight they could’ve been stitched together, and her eyes kept flicking over her shoulder like the trees themselves might be eavesdropping.

“My father?” I asked before she could speak. “What’s happened now?”

She hesitated, as though tasting the words before saying them. “Eira… he’s unraveling. The council says he’s been reckless, unpredictable. And…” Her gaze ...