Chapter 52
- Gosto stepped between me and the wolves, shielding me with his body as he shoved me back into the corridor.
- “Alighiero,” he hissed, his claws unsheathing into lethal blades, “walk away and take your wolves with you before I consider this an act of treason.”
- “I’m here out of loyalty, Agostino,” the old wolf replied, bowing his head.