Chapter 9 The Feast of Vultures

Back in Blackwood, Tessa Lorne threw a feast.

It was not a small dinner. It was a celebration. Lanterns in every tree. Tables in the yard. Meat on the spit. Wine in clay cups. Music. The whole pack was there, dressed clean, smiling, pretending the last three days had not happened.

Tessa stood on t...

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