The Line Drawn

Elira

A full week has completely passed since the blood bond was sealed… and still, Wane has not fiercely attacked the pack.

The sudden silence should instantly feel like genuine relief, but instead, it violently coils around my chest like a trap ready to quickly spring shut.

Every day without a serious fight feels exactly like the dreadful calm before a massive storm I completely cannot see coming at us.

My wrist aches intensely beneath the sleeve of my tunic—the faint ...