Luneshale Pass [m] conozco a tipo

soto’s been saved, but now he faces a quandary that makes him wish he was back in the cell. 

it’s either move now, without his brother’s blessing — or sit and allow the enemy time to recover. 

niño is urgent. maybe a little impudent. but he’s right. 

soto passes his gaze over the leering thiago, whose so close to the red she-wolf even soto senses the violation. but he doesn’t care about her. she’s not one of them. just another plaything collected in his absence. 

he unwinds a long sigh. where was juárez? he’d have to make decisions in his stead. 

vamos. his rueful blessing. 

and though he’s in no state for heavy warfare, soto rises to join them.