When Greta and Sylvia arrived, Selah was speaking quietly to what appeared to be five females—three pups and two adults—while Jack stood to the side, looking on. A shiver of familiarity ran through Greta as she scented the females first.
Sylvia froze in her tracks. "Camila?" she whispered. "Elsie?"
The two adult females turned when they heard their names.
"Sylvia?" One of them answered with a gasp.
Sylvia sputtered a laugh, and then Greta watched as the elder ran forward, sobs overtaking her as she embraced the females that she recognized.
"Goddess, how… how are you here? And you look exactly the same!" Sylvia laughed between sobs.
"Is Charlotte here? Is she okay?" One of the females asked. She had long dark hair that was graying at the roots and the same beautiful mahogany skin as Charlotte.
"Yes," Sylvia answered. "She is okay. I can't believe it. Look at all of you!" She squatted down to get a closer look at the pups who were trembling in the center of everyone.
