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    Lucky’s joy evaporated, and icy dread ran through his limbs. If only this was a dream. Because if it was real—if Sweet and the others had come to rescue him—it meant Blade’s evil plan had worked.

CHAPTER SEVEN
    Lucky heard scrabbling overhead as Sweet , Bella, and Storm worked to pull away the driftwood.
    They’re really here.
    â€œNo,” rasped Lucky. His voice cracked and he swallowed hard, trying to force out the words, to warn his friends that they’d walked into Blade’s trap.
    â€œIt’s okay,” Bella soothed. “Try not to speak.” She reached down a paw and patted the dip in the wall. “Jump onto your hind legs if you can.”
    Lucky’s head was spinning and his vision was blurry. He tried to focus on his litter-sister. With a deep breath, he threw his forepaws onto the rock wall. Storm appeared overhead, her head cocked anxiously. Lucky’s hind legs were trembling badly, and he could hardly keep upright. He shut his eyes and tried to ignore the pain as Storm closed her strong jaws around his neck and tugged him up the wall. He sensed Sweet and Bella pressing closer, and soon they had dragged him over the rock lip and into the tunnel.
    Lucky collapsed in a heap in front of them, gasping for breath. There was a pool of water in front of his nose, and he sniffed it carefully. Rain! He lapped it up, feeling the clean, icy water slip down his throat. He gave silent thanks to the Forest-Dog. He may be far away,but he has not deserted me.
    Sweet licked Lucky’s face. “You’re okay now. We’re here, and we’re going to take you home.”
    His voice came out a pathetic whine. “You don’t understand. Blade wanted you to find me. It’s a trap.”
    Storm shook her head firmly. “We scouted out the route before we came into this. There’s no dog here.”
    Lucky sat up, then climbed to his feet, feeling refreshed by the rainwater. He sniffed the air furtively, but there was no hint of the Fierce Dogs. He allowed a trickle of hope to run through him. Maybe Storm’s right. Could Blade have let down her guard?
    A snarl echoed along the passageway. “I knew it. You dogs are too loyal and too foolish to keep away.”
    Lucky and the others turned to see the sharp outline of Blade’s pointed ears. She stood farther down the corridor, her Pack lined up in orderly rows behind her. Their coats shimmered wetly. They must have rolled in water from the Endless Lake, Lucky realized. That’s why we couldn’t smell them.
    Sweet threw a look at the jagged rock bowl, then back toward the Fierce Dogs. “We have to run straight at them,” she murmured. “There’s a place to turn along the passage in front of them—a sort of side tunnel. If we surprise the Fierce Dogs by running at them, we can turn into it before they know what’s happening. We can give ourselves a head start.”
    Bella gave a quick nod. “We’ll have to be fast to reach it before they do.”
    Lucky stiffened, preparing to follow. He still felt giddy, and his legs trembled with cold and fatigue. I’m not sure I can run.
    There was no time to share his worries. Sweet burst forward, pounding toward the Fierce Dogs. Blade’s jaw dropped in surprise as the swift-dog flew toward her along the tunnel. Bella and Storm scampered after their Alpha, and Lucky followed, struggling to command his shaking legs. It was impossible for any of them to keep up with Sweet, but he was falling behind badly.
    â€œPrepare to die, bully dogs!” Sweet bluffed.
    Looking up ahead, he could see confusion cross Blade’s face. She doesn’t know what Sweet’s planning to do—she hasn’t guessed yet. She can’t believe a Wild Dog would dare attack her in front of her Pack. Blade’s confusion gave the swift-dog the advantage. Sweet looked as if she was about to throw herself at Blade,