Elara POV.
The bond we had formed since the wedding ritual hit me so hard that it felt like my own body was torn apart. The pain Kael felt pierced my skin, entered my bones, and pressed against my chest from within.
In an instant, I felt as if I had been pulled out of my body. My vision spun before everything went dark and transformed into another place. A strange, cold place filled with the scent of death.
Kael was there. His body was tied to an X-shaped pole, his arms stretched wide. His wounds were open. Blood flowed incessantly. His breathing was labored, as if each breath was his last struggle.
Surrounding him, the Silverfang werewolves stood in a circle. But they weren't the living Silverfangs I knew. Their bodies were pale blue, their eyes empty, their skin torn, some looking li
