Marked by the Red-Eyed Alpha
His fist skimmed my shoulder, but I grabbed a chunk of broken wood from the crate behind me and swung it hard.
Crack. Straight into Arnou’s arm as he lunged. He howled in pain, stumbling back. They all looked stunned, just for a second. That was enough.
I slipped my hand into my coat pocket and twisted something small and sharp.
Shriek.
A high-pitched pulse ripped through the clearing like a banshee’s cry. The others dropped to their knees, howling in pain, hands clutching their ears and gritting their teeth.
It was a tiny shard of sonic crystal. I’d borrowed it from Mira, tweaked it using leftover training tech, tuned it to hit frequencies only wolves could hear. One sharp twist and it woul
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