-Joseph-
I squeeze Cora’s hand. “We’re going to cross into the pack now. We’ll pause and wait to see if anyone comes. You’re the queen. You’re allowed to be there and will be safe.”
She nods silently, but her grip on my hand tightens. Frank stops the car while we wait. Thankfully, it does not take long for a dusty brown wolf to appear from the tree line. He bows in acknowledgement of us as I motion that we’ll be driving through.
“That’s good, Frank. You can continue.”
“Yes, sir,” he says as the car begins forward again.
I turn away, looking ahead, but I see Cora lift her hand and wave at the wolf. It’s another thing that queens of the past would never do, but it fits her. It’s right when she does it. The people will love her because Cora doesn’t care one bit for any stuffy
