FenrisHalvard drained his cup, his eyes flicking to the fire. "The North's not what it was." His voice was low, heavy with resentment. "We kept the South out, kept our bloodline strong. But look at us now."I kept quiet, watching the flames lick at the logs."We were wild, once," Halvard continued. "Undefeated. Unconquerable." He snorted, a bitter sound. "And the North now? It's dying. Turning soft anyway."The fire spat, embers scattering. I shifted in my chair, listening to him."We forbade the South's machines, kept to the old ways. And for what?"He set the cup down. "Those packs that fell. Redhand. Thornwood. They were east of here. Northern packs, both of them. Bred the same as you were bred, carrying the same blood as you and me."I said nothing."They still couldn't stop what came for them." He let that sit. "That says something."I felt the chill down my spine."They've grown stronger over the centuries," Halvard said. "We've grown weaker. The gap's been closing for a long ti
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