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112 - FIRE WOLF UNLEASHED

Author: J L FLETCHER
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-01 01:20:06
(Shiloh’s POV)

The window latch gave after a good swear and a firmer shove with the hilt of the knife I’d “found” in Beta Ronan’s drawer. (Who keeps a knife next to clean socks? Wolves. Wolves do.)

The courtyard below was too quiet. Too still. In the distance, something lurched past the torchlight, sallow, wrong, like a nightmare someone forgot to put back in the ground.

My skin prickled.

“I am not dying in a wolf castle because I got distracted by shoulders,” I told myself, because honesty is a virtue and Beta Shoulders had been… a problem. An embarrassing, traitorous, body-heat-related problem.

I slid one leg over the sill, checked the drop, and froze at a noise I couldn’t unhear: that wet click of teeth and the shuffle-drag of feet that weren’t supposed to move anymore.

Nope.

I pulled back inside, shut the window, and braced the chair under the handle. Then I paced, testing the weight of the knife, scanning for a second exit I already knew didn’t exist. The sounds of t
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