Mischa felt Anthony’s return to the pack the following morning. He’d spent the entire afternoon and night out there in rogue territory. That was odd to her considering just how many rogues were out there to the northeast of the pack; it wasn’t a dawn return either.
It was just after 10am when she felt him cross back into the pack, from the same direction. It was a nice morning here for her, a clear day. There was a little snow on the ground outside, but it wasn’t falling, and she’d gotten accustomed to the cold, and she actually had her office windows open half way.
Her unit had kind of looked at her when she’d cracked them open like she was doing something odd. But they were wolfen and so, other than them wearing their long-sleeve shirt and a pair of jeans as they were doing, they’d be
