The headman laughed. “You’d fray into what? A ghost?”
“I can wake him,” Kaelen whispered, blood running from his ears. “Or I can fray into the mountain and become the new Sundering.” animrco
She paused. “And four: never, ever fray into a human.” The headman laughed
For two nights, he had slipped into the mind of a younger wolf, the one with the crooked ear. He had felt the pack’s hunger as a red-hot wire behind his own ribs. He had tasted the blightwolf’s scent—sulfur and spoiled honey—and learned its pattern. It avoided fire. It drank only from the northern stream. It was not evil. It was lonely . ” Kaelen whispered