"The Melded Beastkin?" Jared's eyes narrowed, the syllables scraping out of his throat before he could leash them. "What in all heavens is that supposed to be?"
He forced himself to calm down. Even so, frost edged every word that followed.
Jared had fought beside Paxton, Gavin, and Yvette. Not once had any of them spoken, at least, not in detail, of such a tribe.
Linden lifted a calming palm, brows knitting in sympathy.
"Steady, my friend... The Melded Beastkin is a peculiarity inside the Myriad Beast Sect," he said, voice pitched low, as though afraid the truth might bruise the air.
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