Alex’s POV
“You OK babe?” I ask Calliope, who seems to be cowering behind Gavin.
“I’m just peachy,” she claims, although I notice she seems more pale than usual. But I suppose that could be because of the bright sunlight she’s standing in, and not due to the fact that George is unconscious, there’s a dying rogue wolf nearby, and more rogue wolves are heading down the stairs this very second. So I don’t really have the luxury to worry about Calliope at the moment.
George is now beginning to sit up, thank the goddess!
Can you put some sort of glamour over the dead rogue? I ask Gavin via mind link as I slip behind some bushes. I don’t want the rogues tipped off that you’re that powerful.
The next thing I know, the dead rogue looks and sounds just like a growling dog!
“What the
