Ravensblood Forest a man that’s down to fight

thank goodness for cooler heads! vermouth’s calm riposte reminded sobeille to regain control of her own emotions; her eyes hardened as the man swirled around them, every bit of his swagger insinuating threat.

vermouth earned himself a glinting look of approval as she saw the way he stared openly in the rangy man’s eyes.

so you be second in command den, not de leader? her chin lifted just enough to show the jut of determination clenching her jaw. does ‘e know a ‘othead speaks on ‘is behalf?

two versus one: the odds were favorable — but something about preserving sapphique’s peace kept sobeille at bay. she had already cost them swiftcurrent, and the trial remained front and center in her mind.

despite the man’s threat, sobeille did not move. part of her believed his machismo to be a bluff. what was he going to do with two wolves?

you be murkwood den. who be your captain?