Caleb POV
The Shadow Wolf's claws dug into my shoulder as it dragged me toward the old stone circle.
"Move faster, scholar," it snarled, pushing me forward so hard I stumbled and hit the ground.
My hands scraped against something that made my skin burn. Looking down, I saw symbols carved into the dirt - but they were all wrong. These weren't the protective marks I'd studied in the old pack books. Someone had changed them.
"Get up!" Another Shadow Wolf kicked me in the ribs.
I gasped and rolled away, but my mind was racing even through the pain. The Sacred Grove had been our pack's most holy place for hundreds of years. The stone circle was supposed to protect us, not hurt us. What had they done?
As they hauled me to my feet, I got my first real look at what used to be our refuge. My heart sank.
