"Even in the face of annihilation, the Law does not falter — it waits, and then it strikes."
MARCUS'S POV
The Northern Castle was alive, but not with panic. It hummed with the focused, terrified purpose of a well-oiled machine preparing for annihilation. Below the high battlements, every Wolf Shifter in the Pack was in motion, but they were silent, efficient, a direct result of the calm, powerful Law that flowed from the Royal Chambers. I stood on the highest rampart of the Southern Flank, side-by-side with Juno, my mate, my second self. The air was a blend of ice and the heavy, sweet scent of Crownspice that permeated the entire castle perimeter, a constant reminder that the Alpha King and the Anchor were holding the core.
