Chapter 186: Breakfast Fire

If you like music while you read, try "Demons at the Door" by Written by Wolves. It's what I listened to while writing this chapter!

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~ HARTH ~

Harth had gone ahead to the breakfast fire. She wanted to see if she could find some extra meat for Tarkyn before he got there—surrounded by guards—because she knew he wouldn't ask for it for himself. And she was worried if he was there, the others might be difficult about it.

She shouldn't have worried. Her pack greeted her warmly and were happy to provide for her and her mate.

She was already setting up at the fire, an extra slab of the venison from one of the forest deer on the spit, when a soft hand touched her shoulder.

She turned, then leaped to her feet. "Suhle! You're here! How?!"