Chapter 35 Predator Vs Pack

• The south camp was a smoking ruin by the time Reign arrived.
• Tents lay collapsed and burned. Bodies were scattered across bloodstained snow. But these weren't Lyra's soldiers. These were the rogues she'd used as bait, discarded once they'd served their purpose.
• Reign knelt beside one of the corpses. His throat had been slit cleanly, professionally. Not the kind of kill you made in combat. The kind you made to silence witnesses.