The wolves gathered in the hall were visible through the large windows as I watched them from the tower above. Vincent had ended our conversation earlier and brought me here instead. I couldn't understand his intentions.

"Can you see them, Delilah?" Vincent asked.

"Yes, although they look small from up here."

"How do they look from a distance?"

I shrugged. "They look happy, surrounded by friends, and their clothes are beautiful. What else can I say? The royal wolves look glamorous, elegant, and cool."

"If you were down there now, would you say the same?"

I didn't answer, and I'm not sure where Vincent was going with this conversation. Still,...