CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Claskan soared over the icy mountain. The wolf and the man weren’t heavy, but they were both frightened and jostled about. Emma was strapped to a make-shift saddle while Butcher rode behind her, arms wrapped around a spike that rose from Claskan’s neck on either side. The trip would take half the day at a normal pace, but Claskan’s passengers slowed him down.
They had only just barely left the mountains when the man begged for a reprieve. Claskan landed quickly, fear of the man’s breakfast covering the back of his neck driving him to dive quickly. Butcher lay on solid ground breathing deeply as Claskan’s dragon form stared down at him. When the man regained his strength, he quickly worked to release the wolf from the makeshift harness. Claskan had to consider the best wa
