Senna Urf Novels & Stories

I say. "Veran is keeping his options open," Senna says. "There is a difference, though I grant you it does not feel like one at this hour." I look at the paper. It is a list in Senna's handwriting, neat and fast, the kind of list a person writes when they have been awake longer than they should have been. "What is this?" I say.

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"My name is Senna. I used to be Luna of the River's Edge Pack until I was thrown away like garbage when my wolf got crippled." She crouched down, bringing her face level with mine. "Now I lead here. And you're going to tell me everything. Who you are. Who you're running from. And why Julian Crest wants you badly enough to send his three best trackers into the wildlands.” Her eyes were hard as stone, cold as winter. "And depending on your answers, I'll decide whether you live long enough to see tomorrow's sunrise.”