I leap at my father, but the white wolf puts herself between me and him and I'm forced to retreat. She turns her back on him, facing me, one paw rising to swipe the air. I reach for her, my power engulfing her, feel her own magic dormant inside her.

"Why haven't you woken?" I crouch before her, touching her fur with my hands, wanting to cry but unable to let myself go. I must solve this mystery and understand. "You're free. Why can't you access ...