Chapter 391 Lisa: Talking with the Grand Sage

LISA

With Ava out to purify the large mass of corruption she calls a taint, and Lucas busy being Alpha, I've been stuck in Kellan's cabin, surrounded by ten werewolves in tactical gear and impassive faces.

They don't talk, no matter how much I try to be friendly to them. Maybe they're the kind of wolves who don't like humans. Or maybe they're just really professional.

They aren't holding me hostage or anything, though, so I learn to ignore them. Eventually they follow me to the Grand Sage's cabin.

Thick gray smoke curls from his chimney, letting me know that it will at least be warm inside. Maybe no tea or food, though. Ever since Elverly's been working in the kitchen to feed the pack, his cabin's turned into a bit of a bachelor pad.

My boots crunch on the path to his home, shoveled free of feet of snow thanks to someone Kellan assigned to the task during the last round of snowfall.

I duck through the doorway into blessed warmth.

Only two of my guards follow me inside. The others spread out around the cabin's perimeter like silent shadows in tactical gear. At least I won't have ten pairs of eyes boring into my back while I'm in here.

know to keep their mouths shut, too. Almost no one knows the Grand Sage is actually a gnome. Everyone just thinks of him as

the door, weapons at the ready. Their faces remain impassive, but I catch the

on what

covered in the Sage's cramped handwriting. Bits of metal and crystal lie scattered among the documents. The man himself hunches over

but he doesn't look up. His quill scratches against the parchment as he adds more details to whatever he's

startles, ink splattering across his latest drawing. "Oh! Child, when

my arm, I nod toward the brace, its metal glinting in the lamplight. It's

up behind his wire-rimmed glasses. "Really? How did

hovers expectantly as he waits for my response. I've given him so many

inventions, he's blind to everything else. "It manifested exactly as designed. Clean hit, complete incineration of the target. Seemed more powerful than normal, though. Is it supposed to sync with my emotional

it's bonded to you by your blood. How was the power consumption? Did you notice

and I cringe away from the memory. "No

how much testing

remembering the searing heat of my rage. "I was feeling more murderous than usual, and the brace seemed to

Sage's quill pauses mid-stroke. "Fascinating. Tell me more about your emotional state

wanted to see her burn, and I wanted her to die miserably." Now that I'm so far removed from the moment, it's crazy to me that I

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