Chapter 79

"You killed a huge chunk of my pack in just one day," Faust said, stopping about six feet away. "One day. Now, I know you're a good shot - you got Lager's finger after all - but not that good of a shot one hundred percent of the time. I just don't believe it.

This man seemed to like to hear himself talk. I picked up my bow and turned, and my ears homed in through the blowing wind on the sounds around him, how many and from what direction. He'd brought four men with him, all of them staying behind him for now. His other wolf shifters that had been chasing us were surely nearby though. I also picked up on Thomas who grunted with pained fury several feet in front of me, but only the faint crunch of snow from Archer's way. Not a sound from Sasha. I swallowed hard, wishing we hadn't brought her with us.

"Seems you have a secret weapon that works awfully fast," Faust said. "I'd like to know what it is now."