ckened with unspoken truths. Azriel searched her face for any sign of hesitation, any

able. "What's going on?" His sharp gaze flickered betwee

unease gnawing at him. "She hears it too,"

tightened.

ting in the moonlight. "It's been wi

worse." He turned to Azriel. "If she hears it, that means this thi

cruel fate bound to his bloodline. But if Valesia was affected too, then this was far from per

unwavering. "It doesn't just whisp

ce down his spine. "And

for a second. But th

ive step back. "Hell n

ocus locked on Valesia. "

ugh the trees, carrying a distant howl-not of wolves, but of something

" Lucan muttered, re

determination in her stance. "Then it's time to stop run

as bravery or madness. But h

er just running f

about to