Dread and fear spread across the ground of the land. Crushing deep into the bones of the pack members. Cade and Anna were outside with Silvia Bosili and Eleanor. They all stood on the Frontline, facing the rogue pack and the dark skinned wolf rider. A beautiful lady but a scar marred her face from her chin to her neck. She wore a hoodie which cloaked the upper part of her face and when she spoke her tongue came out looking forked in the middle.
"You all don't get it. You are side pieces of her majesty's story. This world is hers to rule and hers alone. Surrender yourself or you will face utter darkness and destruction." She spoke, her voice dry and low like she was narrating a fairytale to a class of toddlers.
