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096 | AN OLD FOE

I shoved myself up – only to wobble on my still-chained legs and stumble back down onto the sand. I slumped down; there was no strength in my arms, and I struggled to haul myself back up into a sitting position. To their credit, neither of my grandparents rushed to my aid. I knew the offer of help was there, but I’d never been one to enjoy being mollycoddled. I would get myself up.

“He got away?” I grunted, brushing my sandy hands on my sandy, chained thighs.

“We were lucky to find you, little wolf.” Nana Baspy’s creased face twisted with sympathy. I met her gaze, hating the pity I found there, and nodded.

Then everything else that had fallen to the back of my mind hit me, all at once. “Shit,” I muttered, looking between them with wide eyes. “Mum – has she left for Winterpaw?”

“Not yet,” said Grandpa Attie, and the knot in my chest loosened slightly. “Your dad has been holding her up, for as long as he can.” A smile played at the corner of his thin, lined lips. “He’ll get himself loc
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