CHAPTER SEVEN
Heart thundering in his chest, Corsair stood by the gates of the east wall with his family.
Delivering the news of his acceptance into the Krosguard was an affair of both happiness and woeful tears. His brother congratulated him with endless hugs and pats on the back in celebration of his achievement while his mother wept for the brothers’ upcoming departure. Both young wolves spent the evening coaxing her and trying to help her relax, to relieve her of the worries that plagued her mind.
His father, stone-faced, didn’t utter a word.
The night before, he had lain in bed, staring up at the ceiling with the moonlight streaking across his nightmarish mess of a room. McVarn’s words repeated in his head, bouncing off the walls of his mind, confronting him again and again.
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