Marv
Looking at the mission statement on my desk, I hold back the snarl that wants to rip through my throat. Harold is doing everything he can to prevent me from being at the Palace when my nephew returns.
This mission involves us heading to a pack on the other side of the country and spying on them for a week.
News of this pack—Crafted Howl—has spread far and wide. It’s been attacking smaller packs, killing off alpha families, and forcing the remaining wolves into Crafted Howl. It’s becoming another Ravenwood situation, and I’m meant to fix it before more wolves are killed—or worse.
A loud ringing comes from my desk, and I jump. It’s the phone Amos had Liora Ashford give me months ago when we started investigating Harold and the rest of the Council, and only a select few have this nu
