Onyx

Things had been surprisingly calm since the Autumn witch arrived in the village. I had expected more of a backlash to her stay here. There were strong emotions at first, but it died down quickly.

At least, it had for most of the pack. Sybil was still throwing barbs at me and asking how long the witch would be around for. She made no secret of the fact that she thought Ferrah should be killed.

I had threatened to throw her in the dungeon if she ...