Varek:
The Silverfang Pack had been nothing but a thorn in my side. Wolves, ruled by their alpha king, were always quick to act on impulse, so sure of their dominance.
I had never been interested in their politics or endless power struggles, not until her, not until Ariane.
She called to me—though she had no idea. Deep in my bones, I could feel the pull of the bond that tethered us together. I didn't understand it entirely; how could I have not felt it earlier tonight? Could it be that she is eighteen now? This wasn't something I wanted, but it was undeniable.
From the moment I stepped into the clearing, I knew I had arrived just in time. The storm brewing between them was at its peak. She, the outcast, the misunderstood half-blood, knelt before the man she had once respected, maybe
