Chapter 57
The hair on Margot’s arms prickled. It wasn't the usual chill of a desert night but a familiar magical pulse that tightened a knot in her stomach. It felt like Katarina, her mother. But it was different too. Twisted. The sensation was a jumble of energies, with her mother's essence also tangled with the force that had just sliced through the Desert Moon pack’s territory border.
Fury was on high alert and on the verge of mind-linking Mikey, but Margot quickly stopped him. Margot took a quick breath and held it, the familiar warmth of her mother's magic fighting a losing battle against the cold, encroaching shadow.
“Odin, wait,” Margot said and placed a hand on his chest to calm him. Fury hit the brakes, the urgency of his command dissipating into a reluctant confusion.
“What?
