C13 The Blood oath

The summons came at dusk.

I was in my quarters, rubbing the ache from my wrists, when a sharp knock rattled the door. I opened it to find a young wolf barely older than a boy standing stiffly at attention. His eyes never quite met mine.

“The Alpha calls you,” he said, then turned and left before I could ask why.

The words alone should have told me enough. But it was the silence outside