FreyaThe snap of a twig has my ears twitching, and I turn my nose to the scent. ‘Due east,’ I announce to my hunting party in the mind-link.‘Got it,’ Hendron, one of our younger warriors, answers.‘I’ll flank,’ I say. Even the Beta, Alfred, who probably should be the one giving the orders, doesn’t argue with me.But moving into position without the deer sensing me will be tricky. With the flooding, the herds have moved uphill, compressing their territory. No one is comfortable in a new place with strangers around.I make sure my paws alight on the forest floor gently, finding my footing in the moist underbrush carefully before moving on to the next step. When the buck tilts its head, I freeze, barely even breathing.He wrongly assumes that it’s nothing, that he was just hearing things, the harmless leap of a rabbit, perhaps. He’ll soon learn, too late, that a pack of hungry predators has him surrounded.Settling into the perfect spot, I give the signal. ‘Now.’We race out of our hid
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