Chapter 140

Myun had been answering so readily, I'd thought, but he'd kept the important information to himself all along. He wasn't an easy man to deal with.

"I can't promise you legal status. I can't promise you a family name and a life as citizens of Petrora. But I can give you land where you can live without being persecuted."

Myun's mouth curled upward. A sneer, mocking how little that was.

I knew instinctively. This negotiation had just fallen apart. Myun raised a hand. In the darkness, his eyes flashed yellow.

"Those bastards said they weren't werewolves, but they sure inherited plenty of wolf traits."

Human eyes didn't glow like that in the dark. Sam gripped his sword, seething.

"Sam, do you think we can run?"

"Can't run."

"Then what?"

"Not both of us together, but you can get away. I'll make sure of it."

Sam, holding off a descendant of…