Yes, I’d spent a night in their dungeons while they decided whether to trust me, which was fair considering the circumstances. But after that, I’d been given a private room and treated as a guest rather than a prisoner. My damn luck was changing.
It was nice, to interact with people again without the constant fear of accidentally killing them.
The days passed rather slowly as I attended strategic meeting after meeting, subtly trying to gather information on the other packs to see if Simone’s name came up anywhere. I researched everything I could about Shadowed Moon Mountain and its inhabitants, studying maps and learning about the territorial divisions between the four packs.
I’d let them know about Aerith, the threat my son posed, the beasts’ coordinated attacks. We’d started planning
