Lulu“Bit funny, innit? Two wolves stalking us when this place is miles from any pack territory.” The leader’s voice slithered under my skin.We were on our knees in the middle of a pulsing ring of blood, bound and helpless as he drifted closer. His robe whispered over the rocky ground, the sound dry—like sandpaper scraping.He stopped right in front of me. His thin, pale hand shot out, grabbing the collar of my already torn shirt from when I fell off that cliff earlier. With a rough yank, he ripped it open, exposing the ugly scar across my chest—the mark from the night everything was taken from me.The sorcerer’s eyes widened. He sucked in a sharp breath, then let out a raspy laugh.“Well, well,” he murmured, his voice trembling with sick excitement. “Vane really was too stupid to let you live, Lulu.”I tilted my head up, staring into the face beneath the hood. His skin was deathly pale, black veins bulging at his temples.I didn’t know him. I was sure I’d never seen him before, but
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