4
When I woke again it was to my warrior’s murmuring. Their voices sounded strange, echoey and far away.
“Already he is moving among the pack, gaining support,” Wulfgar said, and somehow I knew he was speaking of Siebold. “We must complete the mating bond; the sooner the better. I wish to be able to prove that we are bonded, in case he challenges me.”
“Surely he won’t challenge ye outright, not after ye beat him.”
“Not for dominance. But he will make a case that he might be Muriel’s true mate.”
“Impossible,” Fergus snorted. “That i***t couldn’t bond with a horny goat, not even with a c**k up his arse.”
“You and I know it, but the pack..,”
“The pack knows it, too.”
“The pack does not care if Siebold has a chance or not,” Wulfgar continued patiently, “but once he puts the idea in the
