ZION

The blade cut across my palm as Dagen watched me with curiosity. This was risky, but I came this far. No backing out now.

“Hold out your palm,” I said.

He hesitated before following my command. I made an identical cut on his before grabbing it. My voice was low, but steady.

“By my name, by my pack, by the moon that made us, I, Zuri Yiva Elowen, Luna of Moonshade, claim you, Dagen, by rite of submission and mercy. You are no longer rogue. You are ...