Aaron tensed up. She could offer me up right now if she wished. He hoped his cloak would hide his discomfort.

Lisa’s voice cracked when she answered. “It doesn’t matter. What matters is the continuation of the Pact. Please return to your positions. I’m ready to begin.” Everyone was muttering and grumbling, but they moved back into their positions.

The ceremony, a script that hadn’t changed in nearly five hundred years, began. Lisa stepped forward to a location just in front of where Craig would stand and raised her culas in the air. “Bind the prey!”

The two human figures in the middle, Aaron and Angelina, the prey, appeared to give a start as the four lupis, the hunters, turned to face them, producing chains fr...

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