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But Shans words, when they came, startled her beyond expectations. She shook, already reaching out for him, and forced herself to pull back her hand, to wrap it around Doria once more. He pushed on, determined now to keep up with her. To do what he could for her. But what did she want? Her body was gone. Jeren still had her fur. Her spirit should have been free from the bonds of the world to go wherever it was wolves went for their afterlife. He wondered if he should ask her why she was still there, but imagined the look hed receive in response. Anala always had a way of making him feel like a child, even though he was fully grown long before he found her. She took his hands and pulled them around her, safe at last, comforted by his presence at her side. But inevitably, her thoughts spun back to the tunnels and the luminous form of the wolf. She had to know. This was a man well used to dealing with Scions of Jern. Hed spoken to Gilliad and probably their father as well. He instantly registered her darker mood, and knew that in some cases that would spell disaster. If hed done this to Gilliad though, hed no longer have a head on his shoulders. Jeren had to smile. She couldnt help it. Well, he had promised to make her smile, and Shan always kept his promises. I find myself in something of a dilemma, brother, he said at last. Jerens heart thudded abruptly. A wire made of shadows lashed out at her, cracking like a whip it moved so fast. It snapped around her wrist, pulling her arm back behind her, jerking her off her feet. Damn it. He bends down to retrieve it from between his feet and sits back with a grunt, hiding the girl to his rear. Once again, he appears to sit in an empty carriage, watching the city lights dart past the window. What do you want? His hands clenched tighter as rage tore through him. What do you want from me? If she thought you were a threat, shed attack you. She thinks were a pack, the three of us, and as she was here first that makes her the lead female. You okay, Sis? he asks, as brightly as he can. The indecision strained Dorias features and Jeren hated herself to doing it. But she had to. The Rohs would follow her to destruction, and she wanted to at least spare these two little ones, and their mother who had already lost so much. Samara sat up, ready to turn it all off. If one was forced to ponder all this, better to do it in the dark, to see nothing, rather than witness the ruin..