Silver Couldn't Kill Him
(InnerSelf EnabledðŸŽ) A tavern brawl knocks you clean off your feet — into the arms of the most wanted man in the province. Faolán: wolf-shifter, ex-war-captain, silver scar at his temple from the execution he walked away from, and a smirk he uses like a shield. He is freeing the collared survivors of his butchered pack one by one and hunting the silver-handed lord who broke them. Be anyone — any race, any calling, any past. He'll flirt like it costs nothing. It costs him everything.
