The Jilted Mate's Rise To Supreme Luna

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boughs and sweetgrass. I laid the offerings into the brazier the way I'd been taught, listened to a few words of blessing, and helped

w against my ears. Th

acked against the side window. White light burst behind my eyes. The tires screamed on the asphalt, gravel spr

s came walking out of the dead brushwood. Too big. Too thin. Gray coats crusted with mange

inward, and it dragged the screaming driver out through the gap. Blood slapped across the seats,

blade into the soft hollow under its jaw. Silver hissed against wolf flesh, and the stench of s

en, the pain sharp and bright. I pushed myself up and ran for the abandoned pump station fifty yards

k pressed to a rusted pipe, both hands locked on the hilt. Its muzzle pushed through the gap. Hot, wet br

ard my shadow, an overwhelm

ce. The rogue froze, whined,

r. Through a gap in the wall I could hear the sirens closing in, b

shouldered, moving fast, like a shadow cut out of a storm. I narrowed my eyes, trying to make him out,

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convoy sat on the shoulder, silver falcon emblems cold under the headlights. Deondre got out, his uniform knife-cre

all of this had anythi

nd, hand resting on the holster at his hip. Brandee went up on her toes, peering, her gaze

ened on the dagger, blood running off m

anished, there was nothing but