The Task Ahead
Striking and unique seemed inadequate adjectives— What the hell?
My nostrils flared, and I closed my mouth with a snap. His baseball cap had flown off in the scuffle, and peeking out from under his tousled hair, the outline of a full moon shimmered across the surface of his skin.
The mark of Uktena royalty was on his forehead. These weren’t regular guards. Of all the packs, they belonged to my sworn enemy. Uktena.
Snarling, I shoved at Bravo, trying to wiggle the rest of my way out from underneath him.
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