Blaze's POV
"What do you mean, is she alive? Why wouldn't she be?" I ask, my mind racing a mile a minute. With Ezra's shout out Aicon retreats two steps and raises his spear towards my companion.
"She... But! Do you not know?" Ezra asks, his face white, and his hands shaking. I shake my head no, as does Aicon.
"We only know the Lady comes to our village on the full moon and delacing herself as the Wood Queen. We listen to her, or she feeds her beast with our children." Aicon answers, shuddering. Ezra falls to the rock he sat on, his face in his hands, and sighs deeply.
"Okay. 18 years ago Narine plotted against Aunt Abigail and everyone from our pack…"
"Do you even know where we are?" Ezra asks for the millionth time, and I roll my eyes, again. I've rolled them so much
