Command of the Wolf
“Your aunt’s not talented enough to cut the grade as a Winner, so let her forgive your disgrace and live with your unworthiness if she likes. But I speak with one voice for the Wolve Winners who’ve lived in the House of Heights. And they’re pissed.”
Zhen unwound from my throat, diving at Siobhanny and biting at thin air like he could tear her in two.
“Mother wouldn’t kill me,” I insisted, wishing that my lip wasn’t trembling.
Maybe if I repeated it, I’d even convince myself.
“My favorite: a round of Mum Wouldn’t.” When Siobhanny pointed at the cage it was spotlighted like on a stage.
I gasped, dropping to my knees next to the bars.
The Ambbuttador was leashed, muzzled, and naked inside. His
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