Chapter 424: Ava: Dream-Eater

"Greg." My voice cuts through the tense silence as we approach the debriefing tent. "Have Marcus bring our guest here. I want Magister Orion's opinion."

Greg nods and peels away from our group, his boots crunching in the snow. The sight of Wolf's Landing standing intact on our arrival released a giant knot of tension in my chest. It was hard to shove away intrusive thoughts of the shadow wolf breaking out of all restraints and murdering everyone over my decision.

Thank God, the Goddess, and the freaking moon none of that happened.

"You've captured someone?" Magister Orion's deep voice rumbles behind me.

"A Fae, maybe? I'm not sure. Gray skin. Silver hair. Not the same as anyone I saw in the Ward, but you'd know better than I."

"Gray skin?" Tinker zips ahead, her mechanical wings whirring. "That's not typical Fae coloring."

"Nothing about this situation is typical." Kellan's voice drips with frost as he enters behind us. He's still not thrilled they're here.

I thought he'd be a little more understanding, but I guess it's hard when it all comes up at once without warning.

The debriefing tent feels cramped with so many bodies. Maps and papers cover the central table, weighted down with mugs of cold coffee. I start a fire as Kellan clears the table, clearly uncomfortable with Fae eyes on our information.

We'll get there. I think.

We will. Kellan is a reasonable man. Selene settles near the stove, waiting for it to emanate heat, like she isn't insulated against the cold.

"Most of the pack is in the alpha lodge now, right, Kellan?"

"Yes, Luna. It was safest to bring in everyone from the outer edges, as we were expecting an attack."

"Since we know the danger is passed, we should send them back. Lower the alert level and let people adjust." There's a lot to do. I still have bodies to identify. The hospital is destroyed; I have no idea what we're going to do about that. We don't have another building large enough, except the alpha lodge.

glittering as he examines me. "You've improved greatly since I've seen you. Like a baby

know

face grim as he half-carries, half-drags our unconscious captive. The silver-haired figure looks smaller in the

His massive frame

flares. Maybe we can finally get some answers. Maybe they will lead us

is... unexpected." He circles the figure as

you tell

"They're not Fae."

captive, his massive frame making the action look almost comical. He looks even stranger as he sniffs the air, like he's a

not.

you come across one of these?" His voice holds

little scattered as I try

hit them with

tried to

fingers brush

Orion releases a deep sigh that seems to deflate his entire body. "You're lucky

forward, arms crossed. "We've been waiting for an explanation. What is this

Orion's swirling eyes fix on Kellan. "Your impatience, while understandable,

like ice. "Enlighten us. Stop

his eyes with hard

captive's face, her usual chatter absent. Magister's other friends are all huddled to the back of the tent, as far as they can get

to his feet with a sigh. "It isn't unconscious, just recharging.

"Of what?"

beard. "That is… Well." He harrumphs

dream-eater,

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