In the shared mindscape, time moved differently. Morrigan had hours to deal with her uninvited guests because what felt like minutes there took hours here.
"You shouldn't have come here," Morrigan said, circling Luna and Damien with her golden wolf form. You might have had a chance in the physical world. In this realm of pure consciousness, I've lived for three millennia. Playing in my territory."
"We're not leaving without Ethan," Luna said, her silver-lit mental form preparing to fight.
He would rather not leave. Directly ask him. " Morrigan gestured,d, and ten-year-old Ethan appeared beside her. "Tell them, boy. Explain your choice."
Ethan looked at his father and sister with too much wisdom for his age. Morrigan is right, so I chose this. The werewolf world is broken, and only she
