Kael
My wolf needed no further permission. I felt him tear free from my consciousness. His shadow peeled away from mine, looming larger against the ground as my wolf manifested. His dark shape rippled across the floor like spilled ink as it poured out of my own shadow and sped off.
My hands clenched into fists at my sides. A faint tremor betrayed the effort it took for me to remain calm. The miles and miles of distance between us while this was happening felt like a wound slowly being pulled open.
Eredith paled and her daughter's hand flew to her mouth in horror.
"What in the Moon's name—What's wrong please?" the old Alpha gushed.
"Nothing that concerns your pack."
"You sent your wolf. Is there an emergency at the Capital? Do you need to return? That is serious—"
"My territory is secure," I gritted out through clenched teeth, insistent. "My wolf is handling the situation."
"Lord Kael. If there is a threat—"
