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Sobo gave a brisk nod. If any wolf was capable of finding Mireille and bringing her home, it was Rosalyn. That might have been the end of it, but she went on to mention interference.

The boy faltered. His ears drifted back toward his nape and his face morphed into confusion. What? he asked in his characteristic brusque fashion; it was not a conscious thing he did, only the speed and inflection he often delivered with that word. What do ya mean? Who be interferin'?

From the moment she said it, oily fear began creeping up on Sobo. Rosalyn made it sound like Mireille was either in danger or in trouble. If someone was interfering with Sapphique and was responsible for taking his sister from them, then of course Sobo wanted to help. That was mostly why he continued following Rosalyn with the same baffled look in his eyes.

But if Mireille was in trouble with their mothers ... Sobo was not sure if he would be able to stand against his sister in any way, even if it was nothing more than a mother's discipline.