Chapter 537

• Amora
• Frost’shoarse scream cuts off abruptly, and he goes limp.
• The sudden silence is deafening. Nobody moves except the shadows still undulating around us as they wait for Quinton’s next order. The five wolves pinning me down with their teeth and paws hardly even breathe, although they don’t release their hold on me. Blood soaks my skin at several points, and the smell of it hangs over us, coppery and warm on the chilled night air.