Red Myra fled across the cold expanse of space, and the wolf pack followed.

The tumbling ruins of the shattered moon lay straight ahead. Something had blown it to bits, presumably the same force that gutted the planet. This offered the pirates a slim advantage.

If Red Myra could make it to the shoals, her smaller size and better maneuverability might give her just enough of an edge against the massive warships hunting her.

Pampaa, clinging to the pirate ...