WINTER

Something inside Kallias cracked at Valtor’s words. Whether it was his pride, his ego, or both, I couldn’t tell. What made it worse was that Valtor wasn’t wrong, and the truth only poured oil on the Alpha’s fury. It was a truth no one else would ever dare to voice when the decision came from the King Rogue himself. The one to whom every tribe had bowed since the war he’d won years ago.

A low hiss escaped Kallias, and I watched his pupils shift from brown to amber.

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