Chapter 9​

​ When he unfolded the next letter, his wolf' eyes flared with primal rage:​ Rin Lake sent word that Kael had been ambushed by rogue wolves and taken hostage. They demand 300 silver bars—or his “human mate”. Your mother took the pack' vault keys when she left, so I sold every stitch of my dowry. Only 50 bars. I'm riding to the rogues alone. The moment I smelled their rank fur, I knew it was a trap. These weren't rogues—they smelled of Rin. They laughed as they chained me, called me “dhampir whore.” Your pup died because I trusted a liar. When I staggered back to your estate, I saw Rin in your arms,. You looked... happy.You've always been a liar, Kael Wood.​ Kael read the letter until dawn. When the first rays of sun hit the paper, he unsheathed a silver dagger and carved a single word into his forearm: Nameless. Rin noticed the change in Kael immediately. Gone were the soft smiles; in their place was a cold, calculating stare that made her wolf' ears flatten