"Are you sure this will work?" Lucian whispered, his hands shaking as he emptied the vial into the wine decanter.

"It has to," I replied, watching the colorless liquid dissolve. "We've planned this for months."

"Daemon had refused to be part of it. Said we were being reckless, that there had to be another way. But he didn't understand. None of them understood what Father was planning to do to us next."

"The pack elders filed into the dining hall for their monthly meeting with Alpha Dimitri. ...