Chapter 18 THE BLOOD OATH SOCIETY

Elena hadn't slept.

She hadn't eaten.

The only thing she had done was stare at a photo-

A black-and-white image of her mother at twenty-three.

Beside her, smiling in shadow?

Rowan Callahan.

And on the wall behind them, a crest she'd never seen before:

Two wolves. One crown. And a Latin phrase.

"Sanguine Vincimus."

Through blood, we conquer.

The Hid