Blood Calls to Blood

*Lyra*The mind-link hums, and I cling to it like a lifeline.“We’ve already started watching the gates,” Jorin says. “They rotate every four hours. Six guards per watch. I’ll track their weaknesses. Are they holding you in the tower or the dungeon?” “Fortunately neither,” I begin. “They want us to rule here and are giving us the freedom to walk around the castle. However, if we try to step out without permission, I highly doubt it will be a welcome endeavor.” “It’s perfect that they don’t have you locked up. That means all we have to do is bust you out, rather than breaking down their door,” Jorin replies. “Make sure you say that through the Song mind-link, so they’ll know.” Once I tell the three Song pack members about our liberty to move freely among the castle, Rain cuts in. “I’m covering the north wall from the outer tree line. It’s higher, up on a foggy ridge, but the patrols are sloppy up here. They talk too much and don’t look down enough. If there’s a way to escape throug

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What's in the Cave

*Lyra*The mountain air bites at my fur as Bram and I leap from ridge to ridge, the Blood Fang peaks stretching before us like jagged teeth. The wind howls through the trees, carrying the distant scent of Blood Moon patrols, but so far, we’ve managed to stay invisible. Rain leads the way, a ghostly blur of silver-blue, while Jorin, Mack and Fenric sweep the flanks, their ears twitching, noses to the wind.Every muscle in my body burns. My paws thud against rock and snow, and my heart hammers with fear and exhilaration. Behind us, the Blood Moon stronghold fades into a dark smudge, and I allow myself a tiny spark of satisfaction. I glance at Bram beside me and remember how I worried for his life as I passed through this range the first time. Now that we’re together again, I refuse to let him out of my sight. The path narrows as we wind along a cliffside. Snow crunches beneath our paws, and I can feel the strain in my shoulders, the ache in my haunches, but I push it down. Every step

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All I Ever Needed

*Lyra*Morning light pours in through the window of the small yellow house, as I rise and stretch, feeling the tension in my muscles loosen. I glance over at Bram, already sitting at the tiny table, knife in hand, slicing the jerky we managed to salvage. The berries in the bowl look bright and cheerful compared to the rest of the meager breakfast.“Good morning,” he says, his voice rough with sleep. “I grabbed some berries from a nearby bush before you woke, but I’m afraid this is all we have.” “Good morning,” I reply, taking a piece of jerky. “Are you super hungry? I’m starving.” “Always.” He bites into the jerky, chewing slowly, savoring it, and I can’t help but grin at him. There’s something comforting about this quiet moment, just the two of us, the world outside still waiting.When we finish the last of our food, Bram wipes his hands on a cloth and leans back in his chair, stretching.“You think we should go on a hunt today?” I ask.He nods. “Yeah. We need food, and it’ll keep

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Blood Calls to Blood

What's in the Cave

All I Ever Needed