Chapter 97. Alliance Deferred

Eryndor’s POV

I began my account by explaining how my parents had been ruthlessly murdered by the Dreadmaw pack. Their slaughter forced me to abandon the old Sunblade I had inherited and strike out on my own. My sole purpose became tracking and hunting werewolves wherever they might be found. When I reached the part of my journey where I encountered Celeste and her companions, I deliberately left out certain details—most importantly their names and which pack they belonged to. I could not risk the Sun Order hunting them down in reprisal.

“I followed the pack to a mountain where they held a gathering much like this one,” I continued, looking directly at Rydan. “They were discussing the growing threat posed by the Dreadmaw pack. Those fiends have been preying on humans, ripping out hearts to increase their strength. That’s why some of them can stand and walk upright in what they call the ‘Faux Lycan’ form. It’s dangerous, but a skilled hunter can defeat one.”