It was back to school on Monday. I ditched my classes and went straight to the library. I doubted I’d be missed in any of my classes. With any luck, they would assume I wasn’t coming back.
I wish Ms. Joyce weren’t such a sycophantic fangirl, transferring all the honey she used to lay on me to Eliza. Or at least had paid more attention to her in class. I racked my brain, trying to recall the things I’d heard.
Red Wolf was a defining trait of the Blood Pack, previously known as the Ruby Pack. Cursed. Hunted to extinction. The Rogue King and The Necromancer.
I started with everything I could pull concerning the Blood Pack. There wasn’t much. Passages referred to older texts that were, at one point, presumably well known when they were written, but they were either banned, destroyed, or loc
