Chapter 146: The Heir Vanishes

Elira

Seven long nights had passed.

There was still no sign of Liora.

Her face—or rather, the description of her—was nailed to every large tree from our territory all the way to the distant Far Clans. They were like angry burn marks on the bark, black ink screaming her wanted name: Hunted. Erased.

No pack would offer her shelter. No friendly den would dare feed her. Yet, somehow, she still breathed free air.

The world seemed to whisper her ghost at every ...