Adelaide's POV
My wolf let out a mournful howl in my mind, its low growl shaking the candlestick into a shower of sparks.
The image of Cedric nailed to the moon altar exploded in my mind.
I remembered how he used to grab my wrist as a child.
The scenes shifted in my memory, and suddenly I saw Mallory holding his shattered skull.
My hardened nails dug fiercely into my palm.
My wolf eyes contracted into vertical slits in the darkness, and my moon goddess necklace suddenly grew hot.
"Cedric is dead," I growled, my voice laced with a wolf's howl, my cedar pheromones tinged with the stench of blood.
Tommy's wolf hair on his neck bristled under the aura.
The cruel images flashed through my mind, the pain making it hard to breathe.
I didn't want to believe this false hope...
But I imme
