Chapter 47

SERAPHINA

Cassian stopped at the garden gates. His brown wolf head tipped once, as if to say goodbye. Then he turned, paws hitting the earth, and ran back into the woods. His tail disappeared between the trees.

I looked at Freya. She looked back at me. Without words, we both bounded into the palace.

The sound of drums, laughter, and music struck me at once. The celebration had not ended. Some wolves had already returned and shifted back. Others stayed in their wolf ...