The Frewyn Herald: Home of the Haanta Series

While Myndil and everyone at the abbey might love Aodhgan, lord protector of Osraige, not everyone is so enamoured with his wolf: They searched for other lodgings, inspecting all taverneous buildings around the square, but the more they walked about the place, the more awkward looks they incurred. They were an unusual pairing, nobody having seen one wearing robes with GOD LOVES YOU written on them before, but it was soon clear that some had seen one like Aodhgan before. Their stares were growing fearful, some cowering into corners, others huddling away, and though he smiled and nodded and looked civil, his time at the abbey had made him forgetful. He moved near one of the stalls, had accidentally obscured its owner’s view, and turned to excuse himself when the owner looked up, gasped, and hastening away, taking the moveable part of her stall with her. He turned back, and another woman gasped, instantly clutching her children and dragging them away.       ...

The Wolves of Ossory are known for keeping to themselves, due to the nature of their curse, but Myndil happens to meet Aodhgan and Eochaid MacCellaig, two wolves from the ruling royal house: T he world blew by in a brush of colour, the towns and villages painted over in a stroke of speed, the defined outlines of rocks and trees fading, but Myndil was beginning to enjoy the sensation, the undulating of the wolf’s back, the exhilaration of false flight, the gnats and midges buffeting him and dying against his face. “Is this how you travel at home?” he asked, picking a midge from his teeth.                 “This is how we travel on our hunts,” Eochaid replied, his fangs gleaming in lupine glee. “My cousin doesn’t like to run free as a wolf as much as I do. He says it leaves us vulnerable.”                 Feeling the weight of Eochaid’s...