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I didn’t know if we would ask her for that help, but it was nice to know she was open to it. Mom was always willing to support me, and it made me feel like shit that I was here to ask her about her past with Gregor.

Sensing my hesitation, she patted my arm again. “How are the Wargs? I’m sure they’re missing you.”

Thinking about my pack pulled me away from my darker thoughts. “Things went well there. It started out rocky, but by the end of it, we ended up repairing dozens of buildings and getting some supplies from Colville that we needed. I think you’ll be surprised when you go back.”

“I’m glad I asked,” she said. “Your eyes look brighter when you talk about our people.”

I nodded. “I just wish everything else could be solved with a hammer and some paint.”

“Wouldn’t that make things easier?” She chuckled. “Now, tell me more about whatever mess you have, Night. I can tell it’s weighing you down.”

I caught her up on the missing money and the search we were doing through the Redwolfs’ bel