Sleeping Dragon If you trust your rebel heart, ride it into battle

Aha, there it was.  "Sounds about right.  Don't suppose you've seen him around recently?"  From what she understood of Wildfire, the girl liked to roam, but perhaps that had changed.  Rosalyn intended to do her own fair share as well after recovering.

He was the only other one that Roz cared about in the area, honestly.  She definitely wasn't about to ask after the bitch whose life she'd saved, or the (fine) asshole of an alpha.  Specifics escaped her but she remembered neither encounter fondly.