Over the days that followed, nothing out of the ordinary happened. All was quiet. Tahnee and Brenna spent the days cooking for the patrol, cleaning dishes, and reading journals.
Slaton started reading, too, and asking questions about what he read. He was getting cagey as he paced the floor and gazed out at the wolves on patrol. He wanted to be out there so bad, but he also knew that it would only lead to more trouble. During the night, Slaton held Brenna in his arms. All was quiet. Everyone waited.
No one was exactly sure why they were waiting. They only knew that Sakari said the time was not right. What time? Why was that so important? They wouldn’t understand until they faced him again. They could only rely on her guidance. It all came down to a matter of trust.