"Would you rather I chain you to a post and have you sleep on the ground outside?" Edric lifted an eyebrow. His reply threw me off guard, and I stuttered, "W-what?" No... I-" "It can be arranged," said the Lycan King, scowling. The Malvar Empire has a stable societal structure. At the age of 18, people are separated into groups like livestock and sent to serve as servants. Except for a human healer, the first in millennia to possess magical abilities. As word spreads about her rare amethyst eyes, the Lycan King pushes in to seize her for himself. With the prospect of war across the border, the Lycan King must do all it takes to protect his realm. Even if it means cooperating with a person.
