Warren gestured for one of the other wolves to come forward. “Alessandro, you’re up.” The shorter male didn’t hesitate.
Though Mary didn’t understand why, she knew instinctively this wolf was a beta. He could also be an alpha-in-training, but he definitely served in a more supportive capacity within Warren’s pack.
She shook off her visit with the future and carefully created a new transfusing line with Alessandro.
Mary saw that Fergus’s breathing was much easier now. She used the ultrasound again and saw that the hole was completely healed. She told Warren the good news.
“Thank God.”
Mary? Fergus’s voice entered her mind.
She gasped, then glanced at the black wolf. But he didn’t seem any more alert than before, though his eyes definitely weren’t as glassy. She touched his forehead and rubbed his ears very gently. Fergus? Are you able to communicate with me now?
Not exactly. I’m in the dreamglide again since I’m still too weak to do this through simple telepathy.
Do you want me to come to you?
No, it’s not necessary. But right now I need you to ask Warren a few things.
Sure. Give me a sec.
She kept her hand on Fergus’s head but turned to Warren. “I’m able to communicate with Fergus. He’s alive but still deeply unconscious.”
“I don’t understand. Then how are you talking to him?”
Mary drew a deep breath. “It’s a fae thing. Actually, it’s through the dreamglide.”
Warren scowled. “That makes no sense.”
At that, Mary smiled. “I know it doesn’t. It’s a fae thing. But humor me, Warren. Fergus has questions. Is that okay with you?”
He nodded but looked skeptical. “Of course.” She sensed he didn’t quite believe her.
Mary, tell Warren to take the stick out of his butt. When she hesitated, Fergus added, Go ahead. It’ll help.
Mary knew her brows were sitting high on her forehead. “I mean no disrespect when I say this, Warren, because it comes from Fergus. But he said to tell you to take the stick out of your butt.”
Warren laughed, then lifted a hand. “Okay, now I believe you.”
“Is Fergus always saying things like that to you?”
“I’m a little, how shall I say this, inflexible.?
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Mary reverted her attention to Fergus. So, what do you want to ask Warren?
I need to know where my pack stands, what Sydon has done.
She relayed the information to Warren, adding, “Fergus can hear everything you say. I don’t need to pass it along.”
“Good to know.” Warren took a step closer. “Your beta told me on the phone that as soon as you were taken away, the representative of the Savage Pack Council pronounced Sydon the new Alpha of the Gordion Pack. You’ve never heard such silence before. Shortly after, however, some of the women began howling their grief.
“Sydon, by rights, had you hauled out to the Graveyard and left you there for the sun to do its work. I want you to know that your best men were in constant communication with me. I needed to know what Sydon’s first decrees as alpha were and it’s not good. He expects the youngest female wolves to form a harem and service his needs exclusively.”
What? Fergus’s distraught voice punched through Mary’s mind.
She pressed her hand against his forehead to calm him. Fergus, a little less forcefully, please, though I understand your distress.