Breandan was a powerful man. He took on every obstacle head-on and didn't give up until he had won. Every confrontation he entered was on his terms, and he was confident in his ability to win. I was forced into situations while wailing and screaming like a child. I sobbed like one, according to Lochlann himself.The thought made me flush.It should have been me demanding recompense for Lex's death, not Conall.Why hadn't I been prepared to fight and avenge my friend? In order to feel better, I started following Conall's heels as he pursued Devlin across the area, using the Tribe's need for the grimoire as an excuse to avoid my actual obligations. How deplorable and self-centered. Even worse, I was still unable to feel regret for my thoughts and feelings.Is that the reason you helped him, then?I attempted to pick up the conversation I'd lost by saying, "Say-say?".With curiosity in his eyes, Breandan looked at me.He no longer sounded indignant or repulsed; rather, he sounded confuse

Brendan nodded in agreement. I still had the oozing biscuit in my hand and it was starting to look weird. I took a bite and squealed in admiration at the durum wheat cookie and its sweet gooey center. When I finished, Buridan held out the flask. I felt positively spoiled and accepted it with a smile. I took a tentative sip. only water. I took a deep breath and looked at Connor. "track?"He rubbed his eyes with the heels of his hands, his ponytail swaying behind him as he nodded. "It's out of my scope. Devlin worked his magic. Here were three different trails, each icy cold and each smelling of him and wasps. Less than an hour ago we had walked for half a day and made progress. It seems we are now a few days behind and losing even more time. It's a trick, magic, and I can't see it. "I took a deep breath, handed him the flag, and wiped my mouth with my hand. After a little sleep, something to eat, something to drink, I feel a little better. sharper. “Then we just followed every lead. O

I looked hesitantly at Breandan to make sure I wasn't interrupting him. He had an expressionless face that read like a block of stone.The Alpha made the decision to ignore me, gazing right past me as though I did not even exist. Alpha, get here now. You treat our female with disrespect and act sulky.I am aware that I cannot permit it. You're making a small bargain difficult; can't we move past this? ”.Suddenly, Byron appeared senile and worn out. I have no sons and my daughters have been abducted, so why should I be easy, you say. My turn has come to an end, and I must maintain my resolve for my pride. Your disputes among the fairies have harmed my people. Goblins have no compassion whatsoever, and vampires are just plain crazy. We struggle to stop the witches' bad intentions, but they are still able to curse us from a distance. Other shifter packs are hostile to us, and the humans hunt us like rabid beasts. Tell me, why should I not be grumpy and difficult?" His voice suddenly too