Chapter 19 Wolf With Many Faces

• Clara
• We headed down the valley, and I burst with questions. What was Khordon like? What were the werewolves like? Did they also adhere to the caste system like the Moonstone Pack? Was Prince Legiere seriously going to introduce me to the Dark Shade clan as his concubine? I wanted to ask all of these things, but the prince’s quick steps once again forced me to push myself to the finish line.
• The strange sensation of paved, stone roads hit my feet, and I was stunned to see beasts of burden like horses and carriages travelling along the road. Werewolves dressed in all manner of colors, leathers, linens, and even silks stared at my rough wolf form. Some of them even chuckled, and I bared my teeth at them. They quickly moved on, though I don’t know if they were merely scandalized or actually afraid of the foreign werewolf who could possibly be insane. I must have been quite a sight for them to behold, though the feeling was mutual. I scented the ooze of decadence and wealth dripping off them.