The Baskerville children are not raised as nobles. They are raised as hounds. Trained to kill from infancy, they serve as a pack of fearsome assassins for the family that owns them.
Vikir is the shunned illegitimate son of the brood. Despite his bastard blood, he serves his family faithfully for forty years. He kills when ordered. He bleeds when commanded. He never questions the hand that feeds him.
That hand repays him with a knife in the back.
His own father executes him like a broken tool.
Then Vikir wakes up. A child again. A hound again. But this time, his memories are intact. Forty years of knowledge. Forty years of betrayal. Forty years of knowing exactly who to trust, which is no one.
Armed with the secrets of his past life, Vikir must survive the brutal training of the Baskerville kennels once more. But he is no longer a loyal dog waiting to be put down.
This time, he bites back.

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