Birds of a Feather

Sparrow wasn't sure what else to do now other than wait for the Abraxas to arrive. The alphaess really wondered if they would be able to transition easily. She was sure they wouldn't, but she wasn't sure just how many conflicts to expect.

Sparrow couldn't help feeling like she had just made a deal with the devil. She was keeping her pack safe, right? Above all, that's what mattered, right? Wasn't that what it meant to be an alpha?

No, if she were a true alpha, she would have fought and drove Malleus out of the pack.

But if she had lost, who knew what could have happened to her pack members?

Sparrow remembered the stories from Zephyr and Caelum. She remembered what Dragon had said. She just had to hold out hope that by giving the Abraxas this much, they would keep their calm like they did with Talis rather than tearing her pack apart like Dragoste.

Sparrow flopped down beneath some brush. Really, she was just tired.