Princess Thadea
Thadea did not know how she could suddenly hear the wolves -- but there were their voices in her head, clear as Rosa's when the Magea spoke to her. If she'd known they were telepathic when they'd first cornered the camp, she would have said something then.
Next to her sat the young wolf who had acted as her guard when the rest of the wolves had run off to meet Rosa, Jules, and Ghia, stealing guilty looks at her face. Did he feel bad now about growling at her?
Well, that was silly. He'd only been doing his job. Thadea extended her hand so he could smell her; once he had her scent, she scratched him behind the ears.
The Seer, for all he was blind, notice this interchange and threw them what seemed an approving look.
Are you ready to hear about your destiny? he asked, sit
