Ember Frost’s POV

Eira slipped the metal seal into her pocket before I could get a better look at it.

"Explanations later," she said sharply. "We need to move."

The urgency in her voice wiped away any questions I had. Around us, injured wolves struggled to their feet while others helped carry those who couldn't walk.

As we moved toward the tunnel, I noticed something strange—the glowing threads that had once wrapped the cavern in their silver light were gone. Completely gone, leaving ...