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Beware the Wolfkin
“The human flesh will not feast upon your excellence,” Ebony sent to Siobhan.

“She is correct. I have seen what the North American continent has to say. It is best if you find Aiden,” Ivory sent to Siobhan as he shoved his face into a plater of raw chicken legs.

Siobhan had not seen Aiden since Ebony had tracked him to that Russian cop’s mansion. It had been apparent that Aiden could handle himself and – at the time – Siobhan had no honest need of him. But now?

Something had been tracking Siobhan and her pack – not that they had been hiding – and it had actually succeeded in slaying a few of her packmates. The ‘seven dwarves,’ as Siobhan called the wolves, now totaled four.

Ebony, Ivory, Doxx, and Snappy.

That was all that had remained of the original seven.

The tour had been canceled since the three passings. Siobhan could not perform under such duress that had been caused by the assassinations of her friends. 

Since the killing of Happy, Siobhan and the three pups resolved to lay in wait for the murderer of their kin.

Unfortunately, Siobhan had nothing but her wits and a tenuous agreement with four wolves.

"We are the sisters of the Moon." - Siobhan's hit single, 'Silver Skans'

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