Chapter 26 Price Of The Pack

• Wolves collapsed around us in waves, clutching their throats, blood bubbling dark at their lips, and only Riven's power seemed capable of holding the worst of it back, his hands pressed to chest after chest as he fought to keep the strongest fighters breathing long enough to matter.
• "I can slow it," he gasped, moving between the fallen with a desperation that mirrored my own. "I can't stop it. Whatever this curse is, it's designed to only answer one demand."
• "Then we don't have time to find another way."