Waylon
He looked at Ryder, “I’ll change, and then go and create a direct portal to my Kingdom, like I did to transport Lyra and her children. I will likely be gone for many hours. Sourcing out the best place inside the pack for it to go, that will depend on many things, though there is already a portal here from your King’s coven, so I’ll start there.”
Ryder nodded at him, “Alright, go and do what it is you need to do, Waylon. You don’t need my permission, you have Patrice’s. We’ll also be busy, tending the horses and unpacking, writing up the reports of all that happened since we arrived in that now abolished pack, as well.”
Though then she held her hand out to him directly, “Clothes,” she stated, and he smiled at her. He even knew what she wanted, his winter clothing that he would no
