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Once a dog, always a dog, Wylla stubbornly muttered. She would never forgive Drageda the way they lorded over everyone and harmed her brothers for no good reason. If she discovered one of their ilk, even if they had long since shed the title, she wouldn't hesitate to seek vengeance for them.

It rankled that Mahler's description of her brother was bang on; was it possible that he had survived and never sought her out? Was it possible he had sired Praimfaya with a Drageda wolf, producing such an entitled child that even Wylla glowed in an angelic light in comparison? Both struggled with authority, but at least Wylla never claimed to be some god-given "commander" of everyone and everything.

If that's true, she said, then he was no longer the brother I knew. He would never have raised a daughter who goes on like she has some ridiculous birthright to command anyone, much less spit on authority every chance she gets. More Drageda delusion, no doubt. A more emotionally mature wolf than Wylla might have even pitied Praimfaya for the weight placed upon her by such ridiculous claims, but Wylla had never known Praimfaya to be anything but insubordinate, and she doubted very much that that had changed.

At least, she thought, rather cruelly, her children will be spared her grand delusions in her absence.