Before I could respond, we were interrupted by the sound of heavy footsteps. A group of warriors, at least seven of them, fresh from training by the look of their workout gear, rounded the corner. Their easy laughter died when they spotted us.
I immediately went stiff, the weight of their wolves’ power that emanated from them was enough to make my heart race.
Okay, I was intimidated.
A lot. I had to will my feet to stay rooted to the ground.
They had large bodies and even larger auras, menacing and exactly what I expected from the warriors of the North. Their strength was no doubt next to none and if Ragnar was truly the one who personally trained his warriors as the rumors that circulated around the East say.
The largest of them, a man with tribal tattoos running down his arms, g
