ches cracking underfoot, night creat
a r
She couldn't. Not with the images still burning behind her eyes-blood,
o longer o
jected. Mark
breath ragged and raw. The pain in her lungs was nothing compared
not of the lonelin
she ha
ed, stumbling against a tree tr
ies
wasn't a wolf. It couldn't be her wolf, it was something els
een. You wanted powe
bed. "I wante
you belo
o the soil, and she screamed, not in pain, but in fury and a
assed over
hickened. The fore
wl rose b
rned s
could smell it-no scent of unity, no bond of blood or law
her feet. "I don
brute with one torn ear, b
ecked from whatever had happened and from running through the forest. So she couldn'
pread out in
er," one of them gr
ed his lips.
ised them, trembling. "
rogue wo
re frozen. All she could think of was the blood on h
o
ag
he
t
es from her throat, when so
n't command it. One heartbeat she
arched back. The wind howled as
ast ca
't stand
aller, monstrous, shadows writhing along her limbs. Her voice was two-toned, echoing
e throu
praying across the leaves. Their howls were short-
hen s
psed and b
e up and saw hersel
f the four rogues s
e of the wolves had a pup's collar around its
again, this t
monster had
.
she didn't have
ed. Or may
s. Her legs refused to carry her much farther. The forest
whispered again. "Moon God
he voice this tim
r a stream. She crawled to the water's
ld eyes, hair in dis
the face looking back at her. All she saw was the mons
d her vision
silence
tsteps. She
limbs were lead. Her mind was unraveling. S
were shifters. But not from Bloodfang. Their eyes glowed with fe
Ruthless. Untamed. They looked more da
hair tied at his neck, arms corded with muscle, a sca
ched be
e smooth and dangerou
, but only blood bu
ther rogue said behind hi
od-matted hair from her fa
at her
ed her ove
e mark-a crescent moon entwined with jagged black f
s muttere
horne." one whispered.
ed, his eyes narrowing.
wn at Raya a
one from th
ouldn't think. Darkn
usness took her, she
nds are true, we've jus