Just Around the Riverbend

Confusion struck as the man asked after Resin. Dusks brow creased lightly and an eyebrow lifted. The antlered fae shook her head. Never had she even heard of another wolf named Resin. Not that it was impossible, but it was very unlikely that he was speaking of someone else.

"How do you know my grandmother?" The dark lady motioned back the way she'd come. "My family rules The Hallows. Resin created the pack." Then the young lady's brows drew together hard. If he was looking for Resin, then he didn't know. "Who... was Resin to you, Theseus?" Was she about to turn his world upside down?

"Dusk Carpathius"