Chapter 39 Old Wounds

• *Kieran*
• It’s late in the evening when I finally reach my father’s soldiers. The sun is low in the sky, threatening to set at any moment, and my body is weary after so many days of traveling. I’m grateful to see the men have already set up their camp for the evening. They’ve all shifted into their human forms, with one man still in his wolf form as the lookout.
• He growls at me as I approach, but I tell him who I am and he bows low.