The howl came from the pines behind us, long and low, and then it stopped.Cemal turned toward the trees with his body between me and the dark, and I put my hand on his arm and pulled him back."It is one wolf," I said. "One wolf does not attack a Luna and a rogue on a ridge. It is a scout, watching to see whether we run.""Then we should not run.""No. We should walk back down the way we came, slowly, and let it watch." I let go of his arm. "But first you are going to finish what you started. The great house on the coast. The wolf who took you in. All of it."He looked at the pines for a moment longer, then turned back to me."I was born in a pack in the south, near the coast," he said. "Small pack. My mother was a rogue who came in when I was a child, and the pack never let her forget it. She was not a wolf who talked much. She had a way of looking at a room as if she were counting the ways out of it. I remember her hands more than her face. She had a scar across the back of one han
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