Starglow Basin We're bad people and we do bad things

“You think pack wolf cares for details? We are a conglomerate to them. One in the same. You run with Verapaz, you endorse every decision made by Verapaz.” It was the simple, brutal truth Osiel was dealing with. Why Soto, and Saya cast so firmly within his sights. One slip up could topple an empire. And here they had yet to build one.

He looks into Tierra’s eyes and wonders if she knows what her name means to them.

Tierra. Land.

Her eyes are intent. Confident. She'd had a mate killed, the ocelote knew. Another casualty. Is it from this pain she speaks, or something else?

“Come back with an accord, or don’t come back at all.” Patrón’s offer. She would prove her salt, or they’d be cut free of foolhardy pride.