Chapter 43
Once Tabitha has Gregory lulled to sleep she calls forth Fenrir and places her hand on Gregory’s head. “Show me, so that I can access it please.” Tabitha opens her eyes in the same meadow that Sam did the very first time she dreamed. Fenrir is standing off to the side, just off from the opening of the forest. He bows, “Mistress.” She gets up and smiling, walks over to him by the trees. “Hello my friend.” She grabs his large head and brings it down to hers where she kisses his nose. “It’s been far too long. It is good to actually see...you.” He nods, “You as well. He does not know why he does not search for his mate. They spelled him didn’t they? Philip and Drake both?” She smiles sadly, “Let us not talk of my matters. Yours and your beloveds are much more important. No
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