Don't look back

Citadel startled at the sound of a wolf racing towards him. He turned, falling into a defensive posture. His hackles raised and his eyes turned grim. So this was it, was it? Another brother turning on him. Did he have plans of glory, of dragging the icy wolf down and hauling him back to their mother?

But then Iskandors words finally pierced through the loud thumping of his heart, and he realised something different, something even stranger was happening. He paused, his mouth parting and his posture relaxing. He had just left Selene behind, did he want to let Iskandor take that push. Did he even have the capabilities to stop him? He was far less sure he could keep Iskandor away than Selene. “Why? This is your home.” He knew his voice was bitter, but he couldn’t help it.

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