Asha's voice faded like smoke on the wind, the final words from the Vanwa Nasto fading from our sense, leaving us cold. “Only when your souls become one shall the Dark Wolf rise.” A coldness swept up my spine as I took in unsteady breaths. Ashlynn sat across from me on the stone floor of the medical ward, hands trembling slightly in her lap. Our breaths steamed in the cold night air between us as the ancient book laid innocently in front of us. I looked at the book, I could still feel the tingling sensation its pages send through my fingers where I have touched it, I could still faintly hear the voices that it whispered to me and I even felt the lingering memories of the dark wolves that were not ours. Athena felt it too, I could see it in her eyes.
I watched as Athena stood, arms folding
