The Broken Alpha
Pritus leant back in his chair, folding his arms behind his head.
Anyen hummed her agreement. Then, using a waft of air commanded by her fingertips, she cleared the table. Lily watched in awe, and, though she tugged at the end of her braid nervously, she did not look afraid.
“What kind of creature is Mundo?” she asked, still watching the plates float across the gap between the table and the counter.
“A wolf,” Pritus said, to Elijah’s surprise. Lily’s face registered only polite interest, until Pritus added, “Don’t worry. Not everyone in Entra is like us.”