Chapter Sixty OnePOV: Sera AshwoodThe first tear closed under my hands like a wound sealing and I stood in the middle of the borderlands with my wolf fully forward and my chest heaving and thought, I can do this, I can actually do this, and then I turned northwest because the second tear was pulling at me the way the first one had pulled and it was bigger and I could feel the difference in the pull the way you feel the difference between a stream and a river when you are standing in both."We are moving northwest," I said to the two guards Kael had assigned me, and they moved without asking questions because they were good wolves and good wolves did not ask questions when the Veilborn had that expression on her face.The borderlands were loud around us. The sound of the campaign, eight hundred wolves and the specific chaos of a rogue force being hit from three directions simultaneously, pressed in from every side and I moved through it with my wolf pointing me northwest and my Veilb
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