Joyce’s father sat her down with an expression more serious than she had ever seen. His voice trembled as he spoke, a rare crack in the confident façade she was so used to. “The King of Wolves knows, Joyce. He knows everything—every rule we’ve broken, every life we’ve ruined. The absolute rule is clear: we are never to harm humans. And yet, we’ve disobeyed. They’ve been watching us for a long time, and they’ve seen every monstrous thing you’ve done to those girls.”
He leaned forward, his gaze piercing hers. “Scouts and sentinels are coming for us. They’ll take your mother and me to Red Island, where the King himself will decide our fate. Chief Hunter was clear—our lives depend on you now, Joyce. If you harm another human, especially that girl Jones, they will torture and kill all of us. ……
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