Tiernan

I can feel Kyran’s irritation with not knowing what is going on. He has always been the nosiest one out of the four of us. I pull my little darkling into my lap as everyone else gets comfortable. I can tell Zia is nervous being in a room with us. Mom sits by her and tells her she has nothing to worry about. Wes stares at her like trying to work out the most complex riddle he has ever encountered. I have no idea what is going on. My little darkling knows something.

“Ok, can someone please tell hte rest of us what is happening.” I state.

“Is there something wrong with me?” Zia asks.

“No, little wolf, there is nothing wrong with you.” Lennox drawls.

“Can one of you please explain? You know something about Zia that we don’t.” Dad says.

“I would like to know if any other pups were found when Zia was found.” Everrett comments.

“There had been other pups that had been orphaned at that time, but that was because we had a substantial attack simultaneously.” I tell him.

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