Lena’s POVI went to the library.Closed the door.Stood at the window for exactly ten seconds doing the breathing that I had learned in the months after the hospital when everything had been new and overwhelming and the breathing was the thing that kept the floor under my feet.Then I called.It rang four times.“Selene,” Orla said.Her voice was careful in the way it got careful when she knew from the ring or the time or some instinct built from twenty four years of waiting that something significant was coming.“I need to ask you something,” I said. “And I need you to tell me the truth even if the truth is difficult.”A pause.“Yes,” she said.“Did you know anyone connected to Brennan Voss before I came back?” I said. “Not through me. Not through this pack. Through the northern pack or through Calder Vane or through anyone in that network.”The silence on the line was not the silence of someone thinking about an answer.It was the silence of someone deciding how much of an answer t
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