"It' s louder than I imagined,” Rose pointed out as they followed the path leading to the busy, main market of the Brunia Pack. “And it appears normal.”
“Normal or not,” Rune wound his warm hand tightly around hers, “these wolves can decide to spill blood anytime.” His cautious eyes were everywhere. “Stay close to me.”
“Okay.” She shifted closer, as if their joined hands were not enough to survive the crowd.
“I need to find a way to make us money,” Rune said after seconds of pushing past people trying to buy something or another. “Otherwise, our time here will be a waste.”
“Or we could enter a contest.”
“Huh?”
She pointed at the banner highly displayed before them. “A fruit-eating contest. The winner gets two crates of eggs and a half bag of flour and rice.” Rose wondered why her ex
