Chapter Twenty Sage's POV The call lasted nineteen minutes. I know this because I checked when it ended, sitting on the edge of the bed with the phone in my hand and the cold mountain air coming through the window and the hollow feeling of a conversation that went the way I managed it and still cost something I had not budgeted for. Maren opened with the eastern engagement. No greeting. No administrative warmup. The eastern engagement, delivered like a file dropped on a desk, and I understood in the first four seconds that she had been sitting on this information and had been waiting for my call and when my call didn't come she had stopped waiting. "Three rogues neutralised on the eastern slope," she said. "One pack wolf injured. One rogue that ran north instead of engaging to comple

