Chapter 23: You think he’s soft because of me?

Chapter 23: You think he’s soft because of me?

At the front of the mob stood a Boar Alpha, a beast of a man nearly as tall as Caspian but twice as wide. He came to a halt, refusing to bow, as the moonlight glinted off the two massive tusks that shot up from both ends of his lower jaw, right from inside his mouth.

His face was a coarse, ugly distortion of a human’s, with a snout-like nose and thick, bristly hair that grew down his neck and over his shoulders like a dark mane. His skin was a mottled, leathery grey, but his eyes—bloodshot and small—held a distinctly human malice.

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