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Restless, I left Brenna sleeping alone and went to find food. I stood at the mouth of the cave, blinking in the sunlight. Wulfgar crouched in man form beside the fire, roasting the meat.
“What news?” I asked.
“The Red Pack sends word. The full moon after next they gather for the Thing. They requested our emissary.”
I frowned. “Odd request.” There weren’t many wolf packs on the island, and the one closest to us, the Red Moon Pack, regarded us as mortal enemies. The last time one of our pack encountered them, he’d been beaten and would’ve been killed, had Samuel not shown up in time.
It was the second time my Alpha had saved my life.
Wulfgar grunted. He knew the Red Pack hated us. “Hunters encroaching closer, and they want to do something about it.”
“Meaning they want us to do somet
