A wolf lord returns to reclaim his place among the powerful, but the world he left behind has changed and old enemies have grown stronger. As he navigates court intrigue and supernatural rivalries, he must decide how much of his humanity he is willing to sacrifice to take back what is his.
The sword was about to fall out of your hand. I kept it for you. The fever is gone, thanks to the white one. You owe her your life. I have to go back. The castle, my father, he's ill. I have to see him. Your father. I know what happened in that castle.
And boy, hear me well. Your father was not killed by sickness. What do you mean, not by sickness? Tell me! Tomorrow, I will take you somewhere. A place your blood remembers. Sleep now, Wolfborn. Tomorrow, you will learn what you
Where are we going? Half a day's walk. Your blood remembers the way, even if you don't. And if I don't come back from this place Then the snow keeps you
Same as it keeps everyone else Still alive, little lord I smelled the witch's fire from a mile away