He may be consumed with feelings of the negative against many wolves here, but in the face of a femme he respected, protected, and knew as his mother’s best friend, everything shifts around us. “You!…..” Sierra points right up at his nose, a tone much like our mom’s when she was mad at us, a look of fierce and a tone that is one hundred percent momma wolf in battle mode. “Your mom would be so mad at you right now, you know that, huh? Don’t even get me started, young man. You’re going to come with me and find that son of a bitch, and then you’re going to...