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The dog awoke, feeling more uncomfortable than usual—which was saying something, given that he was chained to a dilapidated box the size of a grocery cart. The world seemed off, the neighborhood quiet, even the woods behind him hushed—like everything waited. He shifted uneasily, sniffed the air. What was that? He brought his head up and inhaled deeply. He didn’t recognize it—and yet...and yet. Something about the odor nudged a memory from his mind, of a time when life held promise, when he’d fully embraced the naïve enthusiasm that came with puppyhood.

The hairy beast growled and lunged at Baylee, his rusted logging chain straining to break - like it did every morning she cut down his back alley. She hadn't dubbed him “The Wrath of Dog” for nothin'. She's vowed that someday she'll free Wrath and they'll rise up and smite his obviously nasty owner. For today, though, she just needs to get past him without dying and make it the two blocks to class before the bell rings and she has another detention headed her way.

Finally realizing something wasn’t right, Smidge and Ridge looked up from their breakfast. But it was too late - a black sack came down over their heads, engulfing them both and turning their world to darkness. Who was stealing the city’s pigeons, and what’s to become of Smidge, Ridge, and the others?

The Akita was massive, a fine example of the breed - with the single exception of his current physical state: skeletal, matted, and attached to a cement post by a thick logging chain. He refused to let those things bother him, however; they were mere nuisances, after all. What mattered most to him was that any of his captors - the men in black - who crossed his path would die. Simple as that. He was done with the torture, had enough of the domination; who were these men to treat him as a mongrel, a cur?

An animal activist teenager continues her quest to save two dimensions in this sequel to The Wrath of Dog... Baylee had been instrumental in freeing her father, the king of Perrin, mere days ago from his own 18-year captivity as a chained German shepherd. King Randulf was heartbroken over the conditions his warriors still endured, and knowing they were being tortured and starved was almost more than he could bear. But it was time for Baylee, her father, and Perrin’s remaining top generals to buck up. It was her mission, their collective mission, to find the chained warriors.