"Well?" I ask as Sean emerges from the morning's leadership meeting with Ivan, Ian and Big Easy. From the South Pacific pack, Keon Ka'Ana'Ana, the Second triumvir and another ally of Desert, is also in attendance. Of course, the early efforts being initiated from these meetings are to succor the displaced and disheartened members of Desert pack, many of whom are also reeling from the loss of loved ones and their Alpha and Luna.
Sean runs an exhausted hand over his face. Lightning fast, his other snakes out, catching me at the wrist and jerking me into a hard embrace as the others exit the conference room behind us. Nuzzling his face into my hair, he takes several deep breaths before answering.
