Anthony was with his unit about to head off to that Annual Alpha Meeting in the Kingdom and Christy had been there outside the front of the packhouse to see him off, while Mischa hadn’t even bothered to show up to say goodbye.
She’d, in fact, been in the pack hospital and had kind of gone out of her way to make sure she was busy; attending a Luna Blessing, for a pup that was born in the wee hours of the night. It had been a somewhat difficult birth, and Brent had linked her that the she-wolf was tired and asked her if the blessing could wait until she got some rest.
Mischa had agreed and made the time to go and do it when she knew Anthony and his unit would be leaving the pack. Now, as she returned to the packhouse, Anthony and his unit were still here inside the pack, hadn’t yet left.
