Jenine's POV

My body stiffened as her eyes swept over me. I could see a coldness in them—a dark evil. Similar to the one I'd seen in Elisha's eyes.

My words failed me when I opened my mouth to talk.

I glanced at the dagger in her hand, my heart pounding.

Her eyes followed mine.

“This?” she brandished it.

I could see the intricate green markings on it. It's tip was dark like a poisoned arrow.

“It's the wolf killer,” she said, her voice low.

Her fingers ran along the blade. ...