Chapter 251: Vengeance

LERRIN

Lerrin stood, staring at his sister's broken, blood-spattered body where it had been tossed in the dirt, and the rage that had fueled him was twisted by grief into something deeper. Colder.

The others had all stepped back to give him space as was his due. He was the sole remaining Alpha, and he carried his father's power. And this was his sister.

Unwilling to allow the others to see his feelings, he stood over Lucine, tracing her with his eyes, inhaling her cooling scent. He did not allow his face to move.

The trackers had circled the little clearing, and the cave, then reported through the pack mind. They did not yet know where the weak human, and her twisted horse advisor had gone, their scents muddled everywhere in the clearing and cave, but no single tracks could be found, save those coming in—which they could recognize because there was no blood trail on it. But the bird, at least, was dead—at Lucine's hand.