*Odette*
"And if Wigmore won't cooperate?" I inquire.
"I shan't give him a choice," he states, resolute.
I harbor no doubts there. We are traveling in Silverpine’s coach, and I see it as a testament to the Alpha’s faith in his friend and Faye’s love for her brother that they don’t demand an explanation for our nocturnal travel to Stillmeadow. The goal is to bring my aunt back so I can care for her, away from Wigmore’s overshadowing presence.
Inside the coach, we don’t bother to light the interior lantern. For some reason, this journey demands to be undertaken cloaked in shadows.
“Would you have ever told me who I was if my memory hadn’t returned?” I pose the question.
He responds with a smile in his voice, “I expect you won't believe me, but I intended to tell you on the night we cel
