*The Broken Stones ---- Sunrise*

The first howl split the sky. It was long and low, a sound that vibrated through the world. Wolves from all packs raised their heads as one, answering the call.

At the Broken Stones, the world was already broken. Mist coiled over shattered pillars. The ground bore the grooves of dragged bodies, and the faint scent of blood clung to every breath of wind.

Elira still stood at the heart of it all with Lesley standing just behind ...