The joyful gathering of the three alphas was interrupted when word of an ambush was reported.
They had almost reached Winter when a small group came upon them. They were attacked, and one of the nomads was severely injured, but the rest received only minor wounds.
The one who had taken the leadership role, Myka, was injured. He took a deep claw gash to his chest but continued to fight to protect those he came with.
The Frostbite wolves that had been traveling between Winter and their own territory came across the small caravan and joined in the fray, helping to push back the attackers.
Myka insisted on continuing to the northern city when all was said and done. That was where they had intended to go from the start. The Frostbite wolves tried to convince him to stop at one of the southern villages to be seen by a doctor, but he simply smiled and said there were doctors in the north.
