Chandria's heart sank as she looked into the eyes of the man she thought was her friend.
"You're not my friend," she said, her voice trembling with hurt. "My friend wouldn't lie to me, and he certainly wouldn't be a werewolf."
She couldn't believe that the one person she trusted during her stay in Ushguli was one of the very creatures that had haunted her dreams for years. Suddenly, everything made sense: his inexplicable recovery from the bloodbath in the snow, his nocturnal habits, and his knowledge of the village.
Nate clenched his jaw but remained silent. He knew better than to argue with the Thunder Howlers, the enforcers of justice in Howling Peak for centuries. They adhered to a strict code of conduct, and those who violated it were punished severely. Nate had a lot to say to Ch
