Mated to the Alpha of the Blackthorn Pack
Eldrick said, his posture dropping into a low, predatory stance as he drew Silas Vane’s short iron trench blade from his belt.
Before the scarred alpha could command a charge, a sharp, high-pitched screech tore through the clearing from the roof of the main longhouse.
The small mountain fox plunged from the rafters, knocking over a heavy barrel of old timber-grease that had been balanced on the edge of the loft. The thick, black oil poured directly into the central bonfire with an explosive, roaring whoosh. A massive wall of green-and-orange flame erupted into the midnight sky, throwing out a blinding wave of heat that instantly turned the surrounding snow into a thick, suffocating cloud of
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