That was easy, Petra muses as I leave the afternoon meeting with Alpha Briarton. He was positively delighted to sit down with me. I don’t know what I expected, but it wasn’t that.
I don’t think they all will be, I say darkly. Our next stop is Blood Soil Pack. Elijah is unusually quiet, and I know he is nervous about returning to his old pack. I’m a bit nervous too. Blood Soil Pack has always been unpredictable.
“Mary,” I say as her and Heath stand by the cars, awaiting our departure, “come sit with Rosa and I in our car.”
“Oh,” Mary replies, “is there room? I wouldn’t want to intrude,” she looks bashfully up at Heath, who squeezes her hand reassuringly.
I shrug. “Sure, if we all take the van. That seats eight, so six should do just fine. Heath, you’ll join us?”
He nods and grins at m
