Morningside Cuesta kill the witch

In the relative warmth of the den, Easy quieted all her frightened children, her heart still thrumming too fast despite her assurances that everything was fine. The children were more easily convinced, soothed further by Milan's voice, ignorant of the topic of conversation.

"They harmed you?" she asked, unsurprised by the attitude of Milan's former pack, but still unsure of the specific brand of terrible they were dealing with. Were these wolves that Milan loved and missed, but could no longer abide by? Or was it something worse?

The brother, clearly, was unsalvageable. Easy would kill him, and the world would be better for it. But she wondered if there might be a larger problem here than Milan realized.

"Perhaps he means to start his own pack," she suggested, though she had little doubt, in truth. "He told me that Paragon would punish me. He threatened the children."

She was not afraid, exactly — but she knew they were not secure in this place. Not while some mad wolf had it out for them.