The sound that hit the Moonborn hall was not a knock. It was not an impact. It was not anything shaped by mortal hands.
It was a force.
A thunderous, bone deep collision that shook the stone beneath our feet and sent a shudder through the glowing runes lining the walls. Dust sifted down from the ceiling in wavering streams.
The girl covered her ears and curled into herself. “They found the gate. They found us.”
The second strike came harder. A violent crack split down the center of the ancient stone door, glowing silver around the edges like molten metal.
Talon stepped in front of me without hesitation. His entire body shifted in a rush of heat and fur, bones rearranging until his full wolf form stood between me and the entrance. Massive. Dark fur bristling. Teeth bared.
Kael lifted
