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Wesley's Point of View I could feel the strength of the wards as I passed the pack warriors guarding the secret entrance to the Dark Moon pack. I felt a familiar presence and nearly drove off the road when suddenly Geirolf sat beside me. I had not seen him since Jo had gone missing, and if he was here... "Is Jo here? Is she safe?" I anxiously inquired, on edge, anticipating his answer. "She is. Her wolf has made itself known and possesses quite a distinctive personality. It is very spirited and full of attitude, quite different from our gentle and pure Jo," Geirolf chuckled. "Does the Dark Moon pack know who she is?" I asked. "They do. So much has occurred in such a brief period, my old friend. I'm delighted that you're here at last. I trust you weren't followed?" Geirolf inquired.