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Rome, A.D. 212
It was the month of Februarius in Rome, the cold still clinging to that eternal city of brick and marble. Winter held on with iron fists as it prepared to gust for yet a little longer, before Proserpina crawled her way out of Hades.
Rome pulsed, as always, at every hour, the silence in places broken by music from taverns, or giddy laughter sweeping out of brothels. The darkness of those ancient streets, when the moon crept behind a sliver of cloud, was broken by torches of the urban guard, or the fires in tripods before temples and shrines where they called for the Gods’ attentions.
But the light was not everywhere. In the shadows along the swift-flowing Tiber, two wolves slinked along the icy shore, pausing to sniff the air when a noise erupted, and then continuing on with a purpose like wraiths on the hunt.
The countryside was their domain, but with the winter months their survival was threatened, and the city needed to be risked.
There were two of them, one of deepest black with violent, yellow eyes, and the other an undecided shade of grey that leaned more toward white and brown in places. The second wolf’s blue eyes followed the first, his eyes darting from side to side as he went, his tongue licking the bits of flesh that yet clung to his muzzle from the gorging they had undertaken in the necropolis outside the city.
Both were still hungry, wishing for more, eager to the point of risking death at the hands of the men of Mars.
The lead wolf paused suddenly and cut away from the cold river water, up an alley that led into the streets toward a hill ahead of them.
A few times did people stumble upon them, but one look at the pair of slavering brethren was enough to send them scurrying behind closed doors.
The wolves walked on, hunting, drawn to that hill, to that high place. Close to walls and in angled shadow they crept, up the hard slopes, until they came to a broad open space and stopped, the start of a growl in the black one’s throat as it observed an enormous man upon a horse.
When the horse did not move at their snarls, they crept closer until they were beneath the legs of the horse and the man sitting astride it with his hand outstretched.
Footsteps echoed in nearby porticoes, and a gentle thrumming voice emanated from the open doors of the great temple before them.
Did Jupiter see them standing there before his shrine? Did he think to strike them down before the damage they might do, the havoc they might wreak on Rome?
No.
Divine laws are stringent, and the Gods themselves must uphold those timeless laws, lest they collapse like a vein bled dry, or like the heart of that ancient metropolis itself.
The wolves looked around, hunger still gnawing at their guts.
And then they saw it, heard the cry.
At the base of the steps of the house of Jupiter, a wounded eagle wept upon the marble slabs, one wing outstretched, but the other broken and bent.
The wolves spotted this noble lord of the skies, and felt their hunger keenly in that moment. They crept forward, their heads low and hackles high. They bared their white teeth as they approached.
The eagle’s mouth opened and closed, his voice lost, though his head was still high, keen eyes looking at the oncoming enemies.
Just as the wolves were about to pounce, the black one stopped, turned sideways and growled with a ferocity that startled the other. Then it leapt, its jaws clamping down on the neck of its sibling.
The eagle flapped its good wing, and stood, its talons scratching on the marble that was now wet with spattered blood.
The wolves twisted and turned, jaws gnashing and claws scratching. Howls and yelps filled the square until the black wolf found his hold once more and bit out the neck of the other.
Blood dripped from his maw as he turned to the eagle. It was a moment, but the eagle knew.
As the jaws opened before it, the eagle’s tallon struck out at the eyes just as razor teeth tore into it, shook it, sawed at it and crushed it, a memory of mountain clouds and eyries in its wild eyes.
Men were there then, running out of the temple and down the stairs, brandishing weapons at the wolf.
He fled, back to the shadows, and ran away from the hill and the light, and the unfinished meal he had left behind in the blood upon the steps.
The crowds of men and women thickened as he sped downward and came to an open area where fire burned at every turn, and more screams sent him in different directions, desperately searching for darkness.
Voices followed him now, more and more of them. He could smell their anger, hear the clang of their weapons.
Then, a ruffle of feathers ahead drew his eye. His nose flared.
Pigeons in a soft, still mass before him… It was too much to resist. He would grab one and run, sate his hunger one more time.
The wolf ran and lunged, but something bit him and he turned violently, howling.
Another bite, and another…and another.
He lay still now upon the enormous cobbles of that human forum, looking up at the iron teeth of the men who had hunted him.
Then…darkness.
I cant wait its been to long I have read the other books twice now I hope I don’t have to read them again before this book (I know I will) lol
That’s real dedication, Brian! So glad you enjoy the books that much that you’ve read them twice! 🙂 The Blood Road is coming soon, and it’s a big book! I hope you enjoy it as much as the others. Thank you for reading and following along. Cheers!
Great start to the new book, thoroughly enjoyed the “teaser.” My only regret is that it’s been so long since the last book that I feel like I have lost the thread of the story to this point. Perhaps in the first iteration of the blog to accompany the launch you could recap the series to bring everyone up to date. Just a thought.
Cheers, HT. That’s a good idea about a recap blog post. We’re giving that some thought. It might have to go on a separate page other than the blog so that no one accidentally reads any major spoilers for the series. Stay tuned and thank you for reading 🙂
Welcome back Adam I also hope you had a good X,mas and wish you a Happy New Year. As you are aware this book is the one I am waiting for and I shall re-cap on the previous book Thanks for the teaser it sound fabulous.
Thank you, Rita. Happy New Year to you as well. I hope all is well. Glad you liked the teaser excerpt. The real deal will be coming soon! 🙂