Chapter 113

On its own, Netya’s challenge might have been dismissed. It was not the way of the Moon People, more a trick than any kind of contest. But the den mother’s words lent it credence. It was every bit a test of Vaya’s honor as a fight. Eyes flitting to Adel, a hint of panic came into the huntress’s expression.

“I am always true to my word, but this is not what I agreed!”

“The entire pack heard you agree not moments ago,” Netya said. “Surely Vaya is a huntress of honor, who stands by her word, not a fool who blindly accepts such challenges without thought.”

The gathering seemed confused. The hunters looked to one another in apprehension, whispering questions back and forth. It did not escape Netya’s notice that Adel allowed the hubbub to grow, until Vaya’s name and the question of her honor reached their ears, before making a sharp motion with her hand to call for silence.

“Well, huntress?” Netya said. “Are you a woman of your word?”

Vaya’s brow twitched. He