DEARON
I felt a violent surge of pain. The pain wasn't my own; I knew it was Kaira's. I didn't know why this strange connection appeared between us, but it only grew stronger. I felt her. I knew when she was suffering and when she was scared. The greatest wave of agony had come two nights ago, and knowing that those fuckers had hurt her had nearly driven me insane. I'd roared to the heavens as my wolf called for blood. Now I sought vengeance, at the same time praying to the gods, begging them to protect her.
We had crossed the Farindoria's border at dusk, and now, as the darkness swallowed all roads, we had no choice but to find a place where we could stay for the night. The urge not to stop was strong. I would have stormed through the roads until we'd reach Thaloris, but Nazo was my voice of reason.
“We're all exhausted,” he'd said. “And we'd need strength to face those fuckers and rescue Kaira.”
I knew he was right. Should we go there in our current state, we would get ourselves kil
