“I know we have much to discuss,” Sera said evenly to the group. “The Beta and my daughter can assist you with whatever you need. I advise keeping the comms open to Obsidian Ridge.”
"The library is yours. Stay as long as you like." She hesitated—just a fraction.
“Now that my oldest friend has her memories,” Sera continued, “she can interpret the scripts. I wrote many of them with her.”
Her voice caught. 'Welcome back, Kaela. We will all help you get your memories back.'
Emotion rose too quickly—betraying her.
Sera cleared her throat, visibly annoyed with herself. “I must secure the boundaries. There will be no binding tonight.”
Talia nodded, stiff with restraint. “Thank you… for helping Kaela.”
Kaela said nothing. Inside Talia, the ancient wolf’s presence was stone-still—awake, lis
