The Sentinels Bring your love baby I could bring my shame

it was comforting also to lasher, to have rowan near, focused only on him as he was upon her. the woman's tones also were comforting, and it was not of the mundane she spoke. lasher found himself willingly and gratefully distracted by the she-wolf. "someone else's. one day we will know her name."

he felt he knew already that the title of rowan's mother was close to heart, for the witches' intuition had never departed him. it merely lay latent until a mayfair had need of him, and such was rowan. "you have completed this pack in some way, this family. i apologize that i have not drawn near enough to guide you as i should have," the man murmured, lifting his own muzzle to preen beneath her ear.