Rue’s Perspective

The officer’s face was still twisted in disbelief when his superior moved. The slap, infused with magic, landed cleanly across his face, the sound echoing across the tent like a gunshot.

He staggered sideways and didn’t even try to straighten up. His eyes were wide and unfocused, like an animal that had just realized it was helpless.

The superior officer leaned down slowly, his voice low enough that only those of us around them could hear.

“She is Alpha Cyrus’s ...