by Jayne Hawke
“You do understand that a new council needs to be formed? The paperwork will be neverending.”
“Oh, don’t worry. We have all of that pinned down,” Fionn said.
Cole snarled at the elf.
“Do not tell me this elf is also a new packmate.”
Fionn laughed, a sharp sound lacking mirth.
“No,” the elf said flatly.
“He was an ally of sorts,” I said.
He had been missing from the final battle, but the oath had been fulfilled. And I was sure he was there to take his due.
“I aided your life-bond in her mission to remove the Apophis witches and their ilk from the world. We have already vetted and made arrangements for a new council. The Morrigan witches are more of a problem, but I’m sure you’ll figure something out,” Fionn said as he sat down at the table.
Cole glared at him before he turned an expectant look on me.
“Think of it this way, today is the first day of a bright and beautiful future,” I said.
The path ahead of us wasn’t going to be easy, but together, as a pack, we could take on anything. We’d already saved the world, after all, how much worse could things possibly get?
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