Chapter 2

The Alpha Elder frowned, but he still tried to keep his voice calm.

“Clara, powerful wolf spirits are rare. We may not see another one like this for a hundred years.”

“And you’re new in our pack. Your bloodline power is not yet stable… A Legendary wolf spirit is not something you can control.”

“Give it back to Selena.”

Clara bit her lip, hesitating.

Then she held the totem and dropped to her knees.

“Elder, Selena was born with unstable wolf blood. Can’t shift properly. Giving the Heart of Fenrir to her would be a waste.”

“The most powerful wolf spirit deserves a better master…”

My wolf blood?

I almost laughed.

The pack had pitied me for years.

But no one had said it to my face.

“Enough!” The elder finally snapped.

“Selena’s father gave his life to bring these totems back. How dare you touch them before Selena?!”

Tears filled Clara’s eyes.

She clutched the Heart of Fenrir.

Suddenly, she sliced open her palm, letting her blood drip onto the totem.

A gust of wind swept through. Clouds swallowed the moonlight.

A tall, powerful man appeared out of thin air.

He looked proud.

Cold.

Untouchable.

He glanced at me with disdain, then spoke.

“As a Legendary wolf spirit, I have the right to choose my own master.”

“And I choose Clara.”

An unbound wolf spirit only obeyed the person who brought it back.

But my father was dead.

So no one could command him.

A Legendary wolf spirit was too rare to risk.

Forcing the ritual to stop could damage his spirit core.

Everyone fell silent, faces darkened.