Chapter 48

I stood outside our cave with Cillium, watching as the sun began falling below the treeline. My fingers found their way into his fur. It was soft like silk. Warm like sunlight.

"That's it, then. That's the choice we've made. It has to be done."

Cil just looked at me; and for once, his tongue stayed behind his teeth.

The decision was unanimous: we attack Tiefing and his Pack, we wipe them all out, and in the process we reclaim what rightfully belongs to us -- our home. And we save whomever we can.

I shivered, though not from the cold. Gone were the days when I thought we might welcome some of the men back into the Pack, despite the side they'd chosen. People can be easily led, and after years of listening to Tando's rhetoric I almost couldn't blame someone for falling und