"The howl was not a warning. It was a promise."

The primal sound still reverberated in my chest long after its echoes had faded from the star-scattered night sky, leaving an ache that settled deep in my bones like the memory of ancient pain.

Every wolf gathered in the Academy's main courtyard had frozen in place, their conversations dying mid-sentence as supernatural instincts older than civilization itself responded to something that didn't belong. Eyes lifted toward the darkness beyond ...