317 A Gift From A Mother II

"What?" The word spilled from my lips in a splutter as I blinked in shock.

They were saving her… for me? 

The words blurted out before I had the mind to properly think through them. "What would I want her for?" I asked, quickly regretting the question as I watched my mother's lips curl into a grin.

"Weren't you lot desperately looking for her?" my mother said with a laugh, shaking her head as though she had heard something funny. "Now that I've found her, she will obviously be presented to you. If I were to send her back to Thunderstrike, who knows whether or not that brother of hers would just find an excuse to set her free."

She rolled her eyes, resting her weight on one leg as she observed the worn-out werewolf.