Chapter TenI SAT ON THE BED, rolling my shoulders. It was over, finally. Another tribe council I’d survived. The tedious meetings, the backstabbing attempts my friends had fended off for me, the long formal dinners, the constant feeling that someone would jump out of the shadows and try to kill me again. My men had recovered fast. If they hadn’t been werewolves, they might have died from their wounds. Or they would have been trapped in hospital for months, then endured grueling physical therapy to recover their strength after spending too much time in bed.
I was flying out in the morning, returning to Mongolia and my tribe. It wasn’t all bad news. From a business standpoint, we were doing better than ever. I had Shiki and the others to thank for that.
Cristian unbuttoned his shirt and to
