Their father, Ruskir, sat in the corner of the room, sharpening his claws with a rusty hunting knife. “You here for more food to wager?” Zoke asked, letting his contempt come out in his tone. “That depends. What’s in the bag?” Ruskir answered, keeping one eye on his knife. “Nothing for you. I’m l...
Cleve asked, closing the door behind him. Micah Vail was just finishing writing on some scroll, putting paperweights on its edges to let the ink dry. “No. But he has definitely received it.” “What can I do to hurry him up?” Micah shrugged. “You can call him a coward.” It took Cleve a moment to re...
Shara hugged him, telling me it hurts to be abandoned. I promised I wouldn’t abandon her. “Not just me,” she said. “Laney, Charlotte, and Terren.” My dream ended with Charlotte gripping the bars of her cell with such force that her hands bled. I told her to let go but she wouldn’t. I awoke with H...