Ethan felt that faint, almost intangible pull again and instinctively turned his gaze toward it. The sensation tugged from a direction that formed a sharp angle away from Shatterstar's current flight path, subtle yet persistent.
He hesitated, forcibly suppressing the urge to follow it.
Right now, his worry for Lyla, Amber, and Rainie burned far hotter than curiosity. As for Leo and the others, he was considerably less concerned. They had been guided here by Xenon and the wolf clan princess, after all. That alone made them, at least on paper, beneficiaries of the Moonfrost Direwolf clan. And whatever barrier or seal the clan had established in the polar region was clearly formidable. Even that ancient Divine Sea Temple Steward had searched exhaustively and found nothing.
The real question was whether Ethan himself could uncover it.
