Chapter 38

836 Palabras

Ulrik's POV I was about to leave with Velda when a light cough from Lycan Erasmus sounded behind us. We turned, and Erasmus's gaze locked onto Velda's forehead. "You've pledged to reach the southern border before the Western Tribes. I trust it's not an empty promise. Should you turn the tide," his claw traced the wolf-tooth carving on his throne, "I'll reward you handsomely." Velda knelt on one knee, her ice-spiked pauldrons glinting. "I swear by the Bloodmoon Pack's totem." As Velda and I left, Erasmus was still deep in discussion about supplies. This battle was decisive. None would accept failure now. My boots clicked urgently on the marble floor. Outside the palace, a snowstorm lashed at us with icy pellets. I frowned and said, "This mission's impossible!" I dragged Velda into

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