Will this work? I asked via the bond. Sorrel was curled up on a pile of pelts, sleeping bathed in firelight. Every so often she twitched.
“It must work,” Thorsteinn answered out loud, all confidence. He couldn’t hide his trepidation from me. I felt his emotions through the bond. “If it does not, the alphas will pronounce her sentence.”
She cannot die. Not after everything we have been through.
Before that happens, we will leave. We will take her and run.
I shook my head. And how long would we survive without help from the pack? The Corpse King had grown powerful. Even when we were on patrol, we relied heavily on our pack mates to give us aid. Until we rose up together to defeat our enemy, the safest place for any spaewife is on our mountain.
We will train her to obey, Thorsteinn insi
