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The shadow prince followed the wolverine’s musk deeper into the woods, attuning his brain to hunting it rather than fuming at his mother. He wasn’t familiar with the scent of this animal, but following its trail was easy thanks to its powerful odour. Otherwise, his inexperience would’ve hindered him.

The scent was thickest at the base of a tree, but there was no wolverine that Aventus could see. Puzzled, the boy sniffed the trunk and was just about to wind his way around it when something heavy and brown fell on him from above. Caught off guard, the pup folded under the ambushing wolverine’s weight and could do nothing but yelp for his mother when it drove its throttling teeth into the back of his neck.