The small piece of parchment trembled in my tight grip, ,my claws threatening to tear through the delicate fibers of the paper. My golden eyes that's usually cold and calculating, intstantly burned with a wildfire of fury as I read the letter over and over again.
The scent of ink and aged parchment barely masked the bitter stench of betrayal that clung to the words written on it.
King Marcus,
Foxy is with the Shadow Walk Pack. She's waiting for you. She wants to escape, but I'm afraid she won't make it on her own, it's not safe for her here. Alaric plans to marry her soon and make her his Luna, just like what had been planned before he rejected her. If you want to save her, you must come quickly. This is all the help I can give. -
Elder Shara
