Helgha sat in the cave mouth, brooding. Although she thought about what Liv said, her mind kept returning to her stolen baby.
Biorn woke and looked around. “Where’s Hartvigg?”
This triggered Helgha’s tears.
Liv took the little boy aside. “It was the wolf, Biorn. The one who came before. He was hungry. He crept into the cave while we slept. Hartvigg was the smallest of us and one who could not fight back."
The little boy’s eyes opened wide as he realised what Liv was saying. “The wolf took Hartvigg?”
Helgha wiped her tears away with the back of her hand and sniffed. She looked at her son, wondering if he fully understood what had happened to his brother. He was only three years old, after all.
As she looked toward her elder child, she saw the small boy standing watching, thumb in his
