Chapter 137: The Price of Wings

Elira

Florida walked slowly over to my creaky bed and sat down gently, the forgotten food tray from earlier resting ignored on the small table. Her eyes immediately locked onto mine, sharp, searching, and suddenly deeply attentive.

“You are truly brave,” she said quietly, her voice lacking any hint of sarcasm or malice. “Braver than any Alpha I have ever met in other pack. No one here dares to claim they can possibly defeat the Shadow Alpha. So tell me the ...