Sabine
As the Alphas gathered on the ledge outside the mouth of the main cave, I knelt in the circle of stones to finish the summoning spell. The witch spent much of the summer teaching me, and I’d spent many hours practicing the craft. When I used flint to light the fire for the final step, the wind buffeted the tiny flame, but it did not go out. Within seconds, Yseult appeared.
“Alphas,” she nodded to the leaders.
Samuel sat on his throne, Daegan standing nearby. Brenna had her own stone seat between them. With a thick fur robe draped over her shoulders, she looked like a queen. And she was—the Berserker Queen.
My own mates were on either side of me, Ragnvald stood facing the wind, Maddox crouched close. One of Muriel’s mates, Wulfgar, completed the circle.
“Well met, Ysuelt,” Samue
