Chapter 38: PalomaPaloma tried to sneer at the gadje’s words. Did he think to frighten her with his big talk? There was no way he could hurt her, threats of the loup-garou or no, she staunchly insisted to the tiny, whimpering voice at the back of her mind.
She didn’t even really fear Syeira, she assured herself. If she ever learned Paloma had made the ointment of the wolf for both Nicolae and the m’lor’, the most Paloma risked was a whipping and perhaps being exiled from the vista for a time. Nothing else would be done to her.
Nothing!
She recalled when Nicolae had followed her to her brother’s caravan and cornered her in the cramped space within. He had threatened to plant a whelp in her belly if she didn’t obey him. The thought of being taken by the wolf and bearing his cub terrified
