*Xander*
Ianthe walked in step with me as we left the cave. This annoyed Zeke, who walked a few paces in front of us with his shoulders tight and his head snapping in our direction every once in a while.
I was telling Ianthe everything, holding nothing back. Egoren, my family, the pack lands–everything. At this point, why not? If I didn't find Lena soon, everything was going to s**t anyway.
She was especially curious about the White Queens and had many, many questions.
“So, your kind has witches too?"
“I don't think they like being called witches," I smirked as we followed Zeke along a well-beaten trail through the rocky landscape leading to the abandoned city. “But they are pretty different from shifters, you know, wolves."
“But you're different as well–"
“Not nearly as powerful
