(Caius)
I watched Isla study the page in front of her.
She read it twice before looking at the notes she'd started making beside the book. She wasn't searching for quick answers anymore. She was already looking for connections.
A small smile came to my face.
Most wolves would've stopped after finding the first mention of someone unusual. Isla wanted to know whether that same story had appeared somewhere else. I reached for another record from the stack beside me, wondering if history had left us more than one piece to find.
Before I opened it, I glanced at the notes she'd written.
She hadn't copied the passage word for word. She'd written only the details she thought mattered. Reading intentions. Truth. A wolf unlike the others. It was exactly how I'd hoped she'd approach this.
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