t give me
teel trap, and before I could shift, before I could even think abou
yri
y hurt for a m
I tried to fight, tried to call the wolf, but my limbs had tu
swallowed me. Not like thi
e smell of iron
ough wool blanket someone had thrown over me. The ceiling above me was vaulted
s was n
h pillars supporting a ceiling so high I couldn't see the top. Torches burned in iron b
e I looked, t
lowing in the darkness betw
half-bloo
woman with silver hair and skin so pale she looked like she had been carved from ice. She was beauti
oice came out roug
ers from every corner of the world come to settle their disp
t explained t
am I
her, Hasan Demir, owed a debt to the Council. A
er agr
e was sharp now. "Debts of blood are
e scarred man from the cliff approaching. He was carrying a bu
e said. "The Cou
g. The clothes were too big, but they
es. Everywhere I looked, I saw shifters. Some were obviously wolves, with the same restless energy I
ke in a language I didn't recognize. African, maybe. Then two men with s
they all fr
Brazil. The Council brings together all the great packs. Once a
, they're di
sympathy flickered in his cold eyes. "You're not the firs
t make me
chamber wa
sat in the center, her ice-white hair gleaming in the torchlight. To her left sat a massive man with a beard like a lion's mane-Alaska
years. His face was gaunt, his clothes ragged, but his eyes.
Vera said. "
dn't
. For
the center of the half-circle and stood there, surrounded by
hy you're here
y father o
ke you. But unlike you, he earned the respect of every pack in this room. He was a
her that way. To me, he was just a ghost-a man I bare
ened to hi
killed. Murdered by someone who wa
t se
an artifact. A relic of the First Wolf, the creature who created our kind. It was lost
ink I know
ly, "that his blood knows.
t was a broken, hysterical sound
ripped me, and brought me to this... this circus..
ing in a language I didn't und
at forces the memories of your father to surface through your ve
f I re
ain. That cold
ts. Any shifter can kill you. Any pack can hunt you. You
the shifters watching me from the shadows. At the an
ck. No fami
ing to bar
your Blood Call. But when
her head.
ll was sched
t of water, and a single torch. I sat on the cot, my back ag
oul
nt thunder. I remembered the way he used to lift me onto his shoulders and carry me through the f
face was
s. "D*mn you for dying. D*mn you for lea
ide me. Not angry th
it said. More
idn't s
it might
about was the Blood Call-the idea of strangers reaching into my veins, pulling
could feel
ame to
it halls, to a chamber I hadn't seen before. This one was smaller than the Council room, but more in
he Alaskan and the Mongolia
ur tunic,"
N
lood to flow from your chest. Remove your tuni
pulled the tunic over my head and stood
he blade was black obsidian, sh
l hurt,"
igur
ragged it downward. The pain was sharp, immediate, and far
ined him. Their voices rose and fell like waves, filli
en I s
fat
His face was exactly as I remembered it now-strong j
" I wh
" he said. "My little
you? Where'
lif. They don't want the relic to pro
re it is. I'll fi
he water meets the fire. Where I b
ion sha
und was already healing-the mark of shifter blood-but the
" Vera demanded. "
I do
LL
said. "That's all I
laskan man, who shrugged. The Mongolian w
ut it's a start. You will remain
promi
ised no
urned, expecting guards, expec
wasn't
as a
dark honey, falling across a face that looked like it had been carved by a sculpto
fore a storm. Gray-green. Cold. And t
The shifters around him stepped back, their heads bowing slightly. Ev
couldn't quite place. German, maybe. Or Austrian. "Th
mell him-pine and smoke and something wilder, somethin
e you?"
It wasn't a
ck Forest pack. And the man who will be watching
answer
ed. "But you'
st enough to tilt my face up toward his. His touch was
you worth all this trouble? Or should I
inside me
irst time, I
said. "And
n, just for a second. Then he laughe
ng back. "This is goi
But at the threshold, he stopped and
said. "Tomorrow, the real test begins. I hop
closed be
ood, and I realized something that terrified me more than
wasn't afraid of
lf wan
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