EIGHT

DENZEL

My wolf was uneasy tonight. I couldn't figure out why. Every now and then, my claws would emerge. It was unsettling. I glanced at the moon through the window of my study. It was crescent shaped tonight. This meant that the power of the moon was at it's lowest. I saw no reason why my wolf was growing edgy.

'Your majesty! You need to see this!' Keenan's voice pierced through our mind link.

I leaned back on my seat, furrowing my brows.

Any time he called for my attention like this, the situation was never a good one.

'What's going on? Where are you?' I asked.

'A scout reported that he saw the princess heading towards the cliff' he responded.

I shot to my feet, confusion stirring within me.

'The cliff? Why would she do that? Why didn't he stop her?' I demanded, storming towards the door of my study.

'He reported that he tried to stop her but she subdued him. He claimed that she'd appeared as though she was in a trance.'

I gritted my teeth, my hands tightening into fist