Chapter Seventeen
Felicia's Point Of View
The moon was up and the pack was quiet when I found Evangeline at the eastern perimeter.
I had been patrolling in the specific unfocused way of someone who has too much in their head to be doing anything useful with their body but cannot sit still either. The events of the past weeks had accumulated into a weight that I was managing with varying degrees of success depending on the hour. The attack on the pack. The restructure. Emerald's arrival and everything it was doing to the atmosphere around Alvaro that I was choosing not to examine too directly.
And Evangeline.
Always Evangeline.
She was standing at the edge of the treeline with her back to me, which was how I knew she was aware of my approach. She would have heard me long before I reac
