Montgo

s harsh shouts, throwing my torso slightly forward befor

m the outside. Freezing rain blew into the

ick with mud and rainwater. Before me towered Carlisle Castle, its jagged blac

ith neatly combed gray hair. He held his hands fold

ing my tattered cloak with open disdain. He stopped three paces away without bowing

de sent by the Mercer family,"

d. I did not answer, my gaze fixed o

nt sneer curved his lips

er of this castle, waiting he

piritual pressure of a high-ranking warrior rolled off his body, crashi

d motionless in the howling rain. My breathing did not even hitch as my

ng by the pillars snick

oesn't even deserve the but

itched, releasing a thread of pure, lethal bloodlust hone

ctly onto Ab Mckay's carotid artery wit

r on the back of his left hand twitched violently. Terror flashed across his eyes-the

ard onto the dry fla

t like wasting time o

d sweat beaded on Ab Mckay's forehead. Taking a sharp breath, he lowered his ey

his way,

ns dying on their faces as the arrogant

rs booming shut behind me. Huge iron fireplaces burned wit

ched his feet. His steps were completely silent, his weight kept on the front third of his soles. That was no servant's walk; it was the stan

its of past Pack Alphas hung on the walls. The higher we climbed toward the top floor, the strange

marrow. Ordinary wolves could not smell

oak doors carved with snarling twin wolv

s temper has been violent lat

ed it against the cold brass handle. With a dull groa

a giant black wolf surged through the gap. Deep in the d