Meanwhile, on the mountain ridges, Kael stood on the thin line between tearing Nancy apart and listening to her. Normally, the only thing that restrained him was Eva. Being away from her now felt as if the beast inside him had been left without a leash.
“Where are they, you cursed blood!” he snarled. “Where did you take my wife?”
Nancy got up from the ground and brushed the snow off her clothes. An impudent smile settled on her face, far too bold for her age.
“They’re at the Devil’s Castle. It was the only place that could protect her from the hunters,” she said.
Kael’s eyes widened. He knew the traps of the Devil’s Castle well, but compared to the number and experience of the hunters, it was not an insurmountable obstacle. Hiding Eva there, or believing that a scrawny, alpha-less wolf
