Chapter 34
The sun rose while I was picking my way through the tunnel, and I emerged to wisps of red-tinged clouds lightening the eastern sky. The scene was beautiful—dawn over redwoods—but all I could think about was blood.
Not just the blood on my paws, either. I’d cut my feet on the sharp rocks of the lava tube, and I licked all four pads clean before shifting into my human form. As a result, iron lay heavy on my tongue...but the more troublesome blood didn’t belong to me at all.
Because there was an excellent chance Derek wouldn’t survive either his capture or his time spent in front of the Tribunal. Could I really turn my only sibling over to Dakota without offering him another way out? Could I relinquish our budding bond only hours after it had been formed?
We promised, my inner
