Chapter 97
Cameron
The crowd shifts—wolves exchanging glances, ears flattening, jaws tightening. The truth sits heavy in the air, undeniable.
I pinch the bridge of my nose. It was supposed to be a normal outing, a simple walk through the town to get familiar with this place. But now, thanks to Alric's big mouth, fear and anxiety spread like wildfire through the pack.
The weight of a hundred stares presses down on me. Wolves don't even have to speak for me to hear them. Is he right? Can Cameron protect us? Did we trade one disaster for another?
Alric thrashes in the dirt, his shirt torn, his face red from fury and humiliation. "You think you're safe because you got lucky in a duel?" His spit lands dark on the cracked earth.
"You think you can lead this pack against the vampires?"
Alric's words cut deeper than I'd like to admit.
