I dove, wearing through the territory hub like a mad the wolf
i didn’t know where I was going My mind was blank, save for one desperate thought–escape the Silvermoon Enforcers! Nyra, my will, was pacing in the back of my mind, her hackles raised in a permanent state of flight–or–fight
Even as julia sped away, I knew something she didn’s Hidden somewhere behind her, a nondescript black pack vehicle had been constantly shadowing her, always keeping a calculated, unsettling, distance.
the vehicle, a rogue hunter spoke into a specialized comm–device, his voice a hushed, urgent report.
the voice on the other end re
Over the comm link, Aurora’s
I could practically hear A get rid of the vehicle
Understood,” I
I knew the
the gre
She’s just driving around the neutral zones aimlessly, like a headless pup.
COUS
nervingly calm.
voice on the other end of the line.“She’s out of pack–credits,‘ she’d ordered. “She’ll try to te it easy for her to find a buyer.”
Suld reply.
comm-link tucked away, and he pressed the gas, following her without haste, a relentless shadow in
predicted, Julia’s fuel tank neared empty, and she drove her vehicle straight to the territory’s largest Rogue om of desperation, I realized–a place where the
‘s laws were merely suggestions.
es and shadowy lone–wolves, a haven for stole
ch dire straits.
Julia, her vehicle barely settled into a shad ace greasy leather vest, eyes too sharp ched her, sensing her scent of fe
geous she–wolf,” he said, his
ia eye him warily, her wa
cit blood–rituals. I knew it was her last resort, her
e Bazaar, when the exact kind of he–wolf I’d expect to
lint, a face etched with the cunning of an
ling your ride? Looks like a good Silvermoon–spec build.”
ait snarl.“How much gold can you give me?” she asked, her voice tight and
reinforced chassis, then named a number in ancient gold weight.
ty, that the price he’d offered was an insult–less than a tenth of the vehicle’s mmeted into her stomach.
aed.
sappear beyond the borders, and fast.
aw tight, her canines beginning to descend.
nds together with a greasy smirk.“Look, sweetheart, this is the Rogue Bazaar. I’m taking a risk with eem like a straight shooter, so I’ll him it up a bit. Final offer!”
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It felt almost too easy, a knot of unease tightening in my stomach. Nytalet out a lot me rogue, she whispered.
I hesitated, a brief flicker of suspicion crossing my face, but the desperate need to escape prenst a predatory instincts.
“I need the physical gold bars,” I stated, the words catching in my throat. It was the quickest, she ma anything on the Howlnet or digital pack–transfer would be instantly traceable by the Council
“No problem!” he chirped back, almost too eagerly.
He promp
promp
ade:
avy leather bag into my hands.
n the iron clasp. I yanked it open, my eyes quickly scanning the contents. Twenty small gold relief, potent and dizzying, washed over me.
have given this kind of pittance a second glance back when I was the Silvermoon Lana burnover
The bag shut, clutched it to my chest, and turned to leave the den of vipers.
my way through a noisy aisle filled with the smell of cheap ale and wet fur, the distincr voices of rus he arby drifted clearly into my ears.
e drinking
“Hey, did you hear? Grayson Smith, from the Smith Alpha lineage–he vanished for months a while back. Any idea what the High tipha
was up to?”
“What, that guy? Someone like him, he’s eith some private lunar island, right?”
“Bullshit! My pack–brother’s cousi
The man lowered his voice
“He’s got a terminal b even trigger a sha
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off to the Eastern Territories to close a multi–million—gold ded, or chilling on
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th a mix of dark mystery and outright glee
Marrow Atrophy! I heard when they found out, his wolf was practically paralyzed, couldn‘
“You
Isn’t that just… a death sentence for a shifter?”
ous? A guy so powerful, an Alpha with all that scent–dominance and influence, and in the end, the
laim his core.”
bled to the stone ground, its gold bars scattering across the grimy floor.
silent, the noise of the Bazaar instantly fading into a void. My heart skipped a beat, and for a second, I couldn’t
words pounded in my head like a silver hammer.
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The man lazily lifted his eyelids and blew out a smoke ring.
Dislocated shoulder? Shift–lock? Head out, turn left. There’s an old hermit down there, he can pop it back in…” “No,” I said, holding out my trembling hand to him.“It doesn’t listen to me! My wolf can’t reach it! I can’t control it!” That finally piqued the man’s interest. He stubbed out his cigarette, then lifted my arm and let go.
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hitting the table with a dull thud.
hand, a flicker of genuine interest–or perhaps greed–in his gaze.“How long has this been going on? Does
ying to pinpoint it.“It felt a little numb before, off and on, but I hadn’t paid it much mind. Today, it just suddenly ing. I can’t even feel my claws on this side.”
volley of questions, rapid–fire. Did I feel muscle weakness? Did I get tired easily after a hunt? Did my pheromones feel
very question, my heart sank deeper into the abyss.
of them. I had every single one.
But I’d just dismissed them. I’d convinced myself
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