Later that night, Wisdom is in her bedroom, looking out the window in the direction her house used to be. “I still don't have any answers to anything. Well, besides, my mother is my mother. So Alpha Carmine says. Why is my grandmother coming here after all these years? More importantly, why didn’t my mother ever mention her? If Quelle is really my maternal grandmother, maybe she can answer some of my questions. Why would I hate the Alpha? Why am I sitting here talking to myself?” She throws her hands up and walks toward the bed. “What is with all these damn flashbacks that I'm having that I never knew existed? Maybe I should tell Deshal and Idris about it. No, I can't do that. Idris can't keep anything to himself at times. I don't want anyone to know about it right now.” She looks at the
