~Amias's Point Of View~
silence in the estate is no longer the peaceful quiet of a home; it is the suffocating stillness of a tomb.
It has been one month since Amias's brother melted into the stones of the dungeon. One month since they buried the remains of a family that was a lie from the very beginning. The Duskwind pack is the talk of the territories—the "Tragic Bellamys," a cautionary tale whispered in every tavern and town square. They speak of them as if they are a play, a series of scripted horrors, but to Amias, it is the air he breathes. It is the salt in his wounds.
He stands in the shadows of the hallway, watching Heidi.
