It's over, isn't it?

Ashmedai sat for what seemed like an eternity. He went back and forth between wanting to barge into the pack and leaving. Eventually, however, a voice reached him.

Ashmedai turned to see a white and reddish wolf with a necklace. By scent, Ash guessed she was the alpha. Were all alphas into looking strange or wearing accessories? Ashmedai wasn't sure. It didn't really matter. She asked if she could help him somehow. Ash wasn't sure what to say really. Could she?

"Well, you see," Ashmedai started slowly, "It's kind of an odd situation. My mother..." Ashmedai trailed off. How should he say it? "My mother is- uh- in your pack and I kind of wanted to see her is all."