Knotting the Hunter
He's staring at the settling dust, then at my splint, then at me, and I can see the report writing itself behind his eyes.
Wolves that saved hunters.
Silver that bounced.
Noah Hunter with a broken arm, giving orders to a pack.
"You knew about this thing," he says. "Before tonight."
"Yes."
"And you didn't tell anyone. They said it was just an unconfirmed sighting so it would be a good learning exercise for us. They sent us out here with our weapons and a pep talk, and Aisha almost died, and you knew."
"Yes," I say again, because he's earned an honest answer, and I'm too tired for anything else.
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