Chapter 17
“Step back, go to your tents, and stay there!”
The words were clearly an alpha commandment given the speed with which my attackers disengaged from the fight. On the other hand, the alpha tossing around orders was just as clearly Gunner rather than Ransom based on the way my debt tugged at me to follow in the receding werewolves’ footsteps.
“I don’t have a tent to go to,” I muttered under my breath, getting ahold of my body with an effort. And when I was finally able to look around me, I noted that most of the werewolves seemed to be engaged in a similar battle of willpower. Only, in their case, the issue appeared to be whether to accede to the younger brother’s wishes...or to continue protecting their wounded pack leader by killing the obvious kitsune in their midst.
Lucinda
