Fearchar stood at the edge of the rogue camp with his lantern in his hand and his seal on his chest and his silver hair wet with the mist."One wolf," Marek said beside me. "He came down the valley alone.""Then we hear him," I said. "And if he moves, you put a harpoon in him."Fearchar came forward into the camp."Luna," he said. "You have moved the pack. The pack house is empty and the wall is held by a Beta with twelve warriors and a light in the window. That was well done." He looked at the pines. "But you forgot the rogue. The rogue carries my mark and my mark tells me where he is. And where he is, you are.""I know," I said."Then you know I can bring my forty wolves and my eight Alphas down this valley at any time and take the pack." He set the lantern down on a crate. "I have not done it. I have come alone. And I have come to make you an offer."The camp was quiet."Say it," I said."The Council will sit at the full moon. The Council will hear the charges and the Council will
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