Chapter 57: The Ride

Liliana’s POV

I stand before Landon, my heart pounding in a rhythm of both determination and dread.

“Landon,” I begin, my voice steady despite the chill that dances along my spine, “you’re concealing something from me, and I demand the truth.”

He averts his gaze. “Liliana,” he starts, his voice as cool and emotionless as ever, “my mother… she was acquainted with a woman. A woman with hair as white as winter’s first frost. She was the Frostbite Pack’s first ever Sorceress. The White Sorceress supreme.”

The air grows colder as if the very mention of the white-haired woman draws the warmth from the room.

“She would come, always shrouded in veils, as if the night itself cloaked her in secrecy,” Landon continues, his eyes now lost to the past. “She would always come to vis