Chapter 8“We’ll tell SearchLight in the morning,” Ama said. “For now, come home with me.”
Rose lifted dry but haunted eyes to her face and Ama saw the sorrow the other wolf couldn’t hide. “Will your parents allow it?”
Ama felt a worm of unease at that and briefly considered taking Rose to a hotel. But, no, damn it, the pack house was hers too. “I’ll manage them.”
She turned for home and took Rose’s hand, keeping her other one on the wheel. “Tell me what’s really wrong.”
“She’s dead.”
“I know,” Ama said gently, “but you didn’t even know her name.”
“No, but I felt her approaching death. That’s much more intimate than a name exchange.”
Ama admitted silently that she hadn’t thought of it that way. “Okay, that makes sense. How can I help?”
“Just…be with me? I’m not expecting you to take
