Fork in the journey

The walls that had provided momentary shelter were now closing in and creating a potentially lethal trap for the Archduchess's army.

If Andreas had been the one to trigger the avalanche after suspecting the approaching army, then time was certainly running out for Noctavian and the Alpha's daughter.

The thought of the ancient vampire conjuring one of his disorienting mental mazes and erasing any trace of Noctavian was horrid, unimaginable.

'We won't be waiting any longer; we are moving out,' the Beta spoke angrily in Adela's head

"Wait!"

At Adela's cry, the entire assembly of soldiers held their collective breath, their eyes following her gaze which had settled upon the agitated black wolf. His tail flicked left and right, a clear sign of distress.

'We pledged to accompany you, but you do not command us.'