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They bowed to me, and the gesture was so respectful that my cheeks heated. “Thank you, Alpha Hunter,” Elder Forsythe said. “You are giving us the opportunity to atone for the tragedy that befell a pack mother. Your mother.”

They asked a few more questions—what the quality of the visions were, and whether I could hear my mother’s thoughts in addition to feeling what she felt—but their questioning lasted only a few minutes, and then Night and I were free to head home.

Before we left, I turned to Elder Woods to say my goodbyes. “Safe travels on your way back.”

Her lips turned up at the corners. “Thank you, Bryn. I know Neil and Jacob will be eager to hear about what happened tonight.”

“I’m sure they will. I’ll be happy to answer any questions they have.”

“Oh, believe me, they will have them. Once things calm down here, I’d love for them to come and speak to you in person.”

“I’d like to go see them. It’s been too long since I’ve seen Warg territory.”

“I’m sure they will be happy to see yo