ZYROS’S POV

I wasn’t supposed to leave the infirmary. Valen had told me to stay put, to rest after the Blood Oath, but how could I? The bond wouldn’t let me. My wolf clawed at my ribs, restless and whispering for me to find Selvara.

So I slipped out of the infirmary even though my body was still wrecked from the poisoned chalice, because nothing could stop me from following the pull.

It dragged me straight to her door. I hesitated for a moment, my chest rising and falling fast. My hand ...