Chapter 42
The stench of burning flesh and fur were heavy in the air. The healer was sweating while he worked, even though it was the two hunters beside him who were doing the heavy work of moving the limp wolfkin into a cage.
Ruby opened the windows, not worried about bats or other creatures that might fly through. They had bigger concerns this night.
“Tyler, it’s about time you came back,” said the healer. “The king doesn’t expect me to save this creature, does he? You told him it was mostly dead, right?”
Tyler. So he had a name other than the Huntsman.
It suited him, although it felt strangely intimate to think of him as Tyler instead of the Huntsman. Ruby wondered who was allowed to call him by that name.
“Relax, Magnus,” said Tyler. “The king will do what he will do. No amount o
