Chapter 58. Astrid the Berserker

Leon’s POV

From my vantage, the Crimson Howl pack had just received a shipment of much-needed supplies from the Frostbane pack: extra rations of food, a fresh assortment of medicines and healing potions, and even word that another member would be joining our ranks—though that newcomer still hadn’t made an appearance.

Dr. Vale was thoroughly pleased with the new stock of remedies. The recent weather shifts had triggered a spate of illnesses among our people, and with these additional potions and tinctures, he would be able to tend to many more of the sick and weak. His relief was evident; the chance to save so many more lives lifted his spirits considerably.

Meanwhile, Ronir found himself the recipient of a new weapon courtesy of Daren: a peculiar sword whose blade curved away from its spine, creating a wide gap between the sharpened edge and the unsharpened back. Its shape reminded me of a giant tuning fork, but it was razor-sharp—and Ronir declared it would