The embers had faded, but the fire Lyla had lit would never go out.

The Elders were gone.

Their rule, their control nothing but dust on the wind.

But the world would not stay empty for long.

Power did not die.

It waited.

Eli stood beside her, watching the Bloodmarked gather. "They’ll expect a leader."

Jorah nodded. "The packs will want answers."

Dani smirked. "They’re not gonna like what they hear."

Caelum studied Lyla carefully. "Are you ready for what comes next?"

She ...