CHAPTER EIGHTY THREE
The phoenix.
Where have I heard that term before?
My mind feels hazy as if I’m supposed to remember something but I can’t, for the life of me.
“They’re custodians of the phoenix?” I repeat, slowly, my tone a little disbelieving.
When both Eric and Damon just stare at me, I add, “The Phoenix is a mythical legend. The firebird. Nobody has ever seen it.”
“You mean nobody ever talked about it in your pack,” Damon corrects me, tightly. “Did you consider that it could because your pack had been infiltrated for close to a century? You were deprived of a lot of information. How do you think that the Order of Eternity came close to winning the Great War?”
I still don’t have a lot of information on the Great War except that the shifter packs rallied against witches and that the witches fought back so I don’t really have an answer to that.