“How is he doing?” Circe inquires at dinner, and her mother reports back on Alpha Phillip’s progress.
“Good, I want him out of here as soon as possible.”
“I don’t know if that is such a good idea,” Stephan spoke up, surprising Circe. He only spoke up like that when it was important.
“If I may ask, why?”
“Well, we haven’t captured any of the rogues for one, and secondly, he is weak, his pack is weak, and they won’t be able to withstand a second attack. That’s if the rogues haven’t perhaps taken up residence in their territory already.”
“What do you suggest?” The entire room fell silent.
“The old man is going to die.” Mia frowns and when Circe looks at her, her eyes are white. Tsura and Harro jump up at the same time. Harro picked Mia up and carried her to the couch, where he softly pu
