SILAS'S POV

Every atom in the air held magic—my magic. And as I walked through the corridor connecting my chamber to the entrance of the pack's territory, it clung to me like a shadow.

I paused when I got to the gate, inhaling deeply as I prepared to proceed in my journey to Kai’s pack. The scent of the silver moon werewolves was all around me. Their scent was repugnant but tolerable, like animals in a poorly kept pen. Soon, it wouldn’t matter. None of this would matter when I take over. ...