Matilda's pov

Night shouted and parted. The clang of steel on steel, the wolves' scream, and the bitter smoke that seeped through the cabin's crevices roused me.

I briefly believed that I was still stuck in one of my nightmares. However, Theo's voice thundered as the door flung open.

"Combat! Scouts from Moonery in the east quarter! I stumbled to my feet, my heart and spirit pounding.

I grabbed my cloak and went out in the middle of the night. There was rushing and fainting back and ...