Flesh and Frost

The crimson light of the Blood Moon poured through the tall arched casements of the Alpha's private redoubt, bathing the massive cedar bed, the sprawling wolfskin pelts, and the naked bodies of Gunnar and Astrid in molten shades of ruby and amber shadow. Outside, the sub-zero gale screamed against the volcanic basalt walls of Fort Fenris, but inside the bedchamber, the air was heavy with the scorching, suffocating heat of…