Ren’s POV
“Norman—let’s start with you. Tell us what you know.”
It’s been about an hour since the dramatic meeting of children and parents. The sun has mostly set, and the wolves of Meridian have gotten to work setting up tents and campfires.
We’re gathered now around one, large fire—me, Nick, Luke, Norman, Mom, Dad, Corrin, and Westley. Margery has been tucked into bed for the night, safely nestled amongst her siblings. Arabella excused herself, too, the moment she heard that her husband Vance was dead. I can hear her sobs from here, though I can tell she’s trying to stifle them.
There were a whole bunch of others who wanted to join us—members of Mom’s council, including Camden Saros, who has been watching me like a hawk since I arrived—but, thankfully, Mom and Dad shooed them all o
