Chapter 29

• {Casper’ Pov}
• The Hunt Ceremony was as luxurious as anyone would expect it to be. The hall alone was engraved into what looked like a hollowed valley, encircled by jagged rising stone walls that caught and echoed every groan and pleasure. Huge pyres flanked the boundary, and flames r up high enough to kiss the rim of the night sky, casting shifting glooms over stone-carved sculptures of legendary wolves long passed.
• Banners of every allied pack progressed in the wind, bold with emblems of fang, claws, and moons. The ground was packed hard with bloodied sand, raked smooth before each bout, and dyed anew with each defeat.