Chapter 2I woke with a start. My elbow accidentally jabbed Quiller in the ribs and he squawked. Still panicked from the dream, I flailed about, crawling over my brothers. Selby kicked me off the leaf. “Stop wriggling!”
“Where’s the warlock?” I demanded.
“Relax.” Quiller yawned. “He won’t find us.”
“What if he does?”
Quiller propped himself up on his elbow. “Why do you think he would?”
“He…he…” I struggled to get the words past my lips.
I will bind you, Wulfren, inside and out. Just the memory of it had me shuddering. Never give a stranger your name; it was the first thing we’d been taught as babes. Names had the power to bind us. Fool, I chided myself. Blessed fool.
Quiller settled a hand on my shoulder. “It’s all right, Wulf. We’ll take you home. Father will know what to do. We alr
