[Elara's POV]
Two days had passed since the whole incident occurred: the temple, the black wolves showing up, and the elders.
I still recalled everything that occurred that night. I almost asked for something I wasn't ready to receive. Kieran didn't push, and he didn't run. I was healing slowly, the pain in my side dulled to a throb. As I started walking again, little steps throughout his estate, quiet, like I might wake something I couldn't name. I also went out for some early sunlight at times. It seemed to help out a bit. I never stopped—I would find out where they all were, who had taken them, if they were alive or not. But for now, I had to stay low and heal. Then, once I was fully recovered, I would be able to set out and find everything, no matter where they had them hidden.
