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Elwood, too, eyed the wild pig in the distance; but since Peregrine didn't pay it any mind, he simply watched as it ran away. Had the pack's master hunter shown interest, he would have been more than ready to spring into action. The silver Beta had just introduced a touchy subject, however, and the change in Peregrine's mood was palpable.

Rather than adopt a positive outlook, Peregrine admitted that he had little hope that Pantaleimon would return. Although he didn't explicitly say it, Elwood picked up on the ominous tone behind Peregrine's words. It was certainly odd that the white male had vanished in the first place, and that there had been no sign of him since. Pan didn't seem like the type of wolf who would purposefully leave his pack behind without a word, so despite Elwood's hopefulness, even he had to admit that it was unlikely he would return.

"I'm sorry, Peregrine," he said quietly, squinting out at the horizon as though Pan would magically appear. Had Finley not just healed from her last misadventure, he would have suggested sending the outrider to look for their missing comrade; but he swallowed that thought. The last thing they needed was to lose their Beta female in addition to the shy subordinate.