“Freya, I'm sorry. I don't want to challenge you for your position. I know that you’re a capable leader. I just hate the thought of losing you, or any of our pack. After Stevie, I...” He trailed off when he began to speak of his Fianna.

I interrupted him so that he didn't have to talk about it, I knew how much it still haunted him.

“It's okay, Finn. You don't have to explain. Look, I'm sorry that I have been so busy and preoccupied lately. There has been something going on, and I should have told you about it a long time ago, but I didn't want you to...