Elara's POVThe messenger arrived just after midday. Mud was splattered up to his knees and he was breathing hard enough that Soren had to steady him by the shoulder before he could get a full sentence out.There was something about the raw panic on his face told me, even before he spoke, that whatever peace we'd carved out over the past weeks was about to end."Riders," he gasped. "From the northern packs. A dozen of them, maybe more, crossing into Nightfall territory without sending word ahead first."Kael was already moving before the messenger finished. He called for Soren and for the guard captain. The easy warmth from the night before vanished into the sharp, focused King I'd first met in the forest. I found myself hurrying to keep pace with him through the castle halls, my heart pounding with a fear that had nothing to do with rogues this time."Northern packs don't usually concern themselves with Nightfall Hollow," I said. Half question, half statement, trying to piece toge
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