Chapter 92

Few of the hunters were lacking in eagerness to join the search for Netya, but eagerness was no good to Caspian. He needed level heads around him, those who had experience venturing into the lands of the Sun People. More than that, he needed wolves he could trust with restraint.

“What do you think the alpha will do with her?” he overheard someone say as he hurried through the center of the camp.

“I know what I’d do. Vaya was right, her kind were never meant to mix with ours.”

“I would be more concerned about the den mother when she gets her hands on her,” another voice chimed in. “I heard Adel’s pack burned those who wronged their seers alive.”

Caspian grimaced, resisting the urge to waste time silencing the unsavory gossip. It did not take him long to gather his group, but their numbers were smaller than he had hoped, especially with Khelt being absent.

Fern had been an obvious choice. She had been just as worried as Caspian ever since her friend went