LERRIN
—HAVE HER BROTHER I HAVE THE FALSE QUEEN SHE WILL DIE IN MY JAWS THE VICTORY IS HERE NO MORE WAITING—!
His sister, Lucine's voice sprang to life in his head, and Lerrin almost howled, clawing at his own scalp with the force and sheer noise of her sending, rebounding in his skull. No wonder the others had whined.
Lerrin snarled.
Stop screaming in the bond! he sent as loudly as he dared so the others wouldn't be further overwhelmed. But he could feel Lucine—in full bloodlust, tasting the air, ready to take a life—and apparently certain that she would.
WEAK, SO WEAK SHE THINKS TO FOOL ME FOOLISH FOOLISH FEMALE AND THEY SENT HER ALONE WITH ONLY COHORTS WHAT THE HELL WERE THEY THINKING? THIS WILL BE LIKE KILLING A CHILD—AN INCAPABLE, TRAITOROUS CHILD—
Lucine! Lerrin sent. You overwhelm the pack! Stop and calm yourself!
But then they all froze as she used the pack mind to show them what she saw.
