Page 97 of Forgotten Arcane

I’m glad that Rana asked the question, because I had no idea how he was planning to do it either.

Glancing at her, I smile. It would seem that being in contact with her wolf again has really made a difference. Her behavior is such a contrast to what it was a short time ago, and I’m so pleased that she isn’t beyond help.

I’m going to make sure that this whole pack has access to some really good therapists. They are all going to need them.

Rana especially.

I’m also going to make sure that she has my number, so if she ever needs to talk about anything, she can get hold of me.

Of course, I’m talking like we’re going to be leaving here, but River is the alpha of this pack now, and he can’t just leave them. That’s not how packswork. That’s an issue that we’re going to have to deal with and try to figure out how we’re going to make everything else work with this new development.

Are we going to have to move here? I’m tearing down the pack house if we do have to move here. What about SID? The rest of us will be able to still work for SID, but River won’t be able to, and he loves his job, and I don’t think I would like to go on jobs without him.

It would be weird, and I would miss him far too much.

My frown deepens. Maybe I can ask Sully and see if he knows a way out of being an alpha? I mean, the obvious person to ask would be Ahren, but I don’t know what the consequences of that would be, so it would just be safer if the first person I ask were Sully.

Hopefully, he knows something that can help.

For everyone involved, not just River. These wolves deserve an alpha who genuinely cares about them and who wants to be their alpha. Not one who always wants to be elsewhere.

Don’t get me wrong, River would of course do a really good job, but his heart wouldn’t be in it, and with this kind of thing, your heart needs to be committed to the pack so you can give it your absolute best, and truly succeed.

We’ll figure it out. I know we will.

There's a loud rumbling sound that brings me out of my troubled thoughts, and my eyes widen as the ground beneath our feet begins to tremble.

“Is this normal?” I ask.

Coen shakes his head, “It’s never happened before, but I haven’t been around, so I don’t know if it’s normal for him now.” He looks at Evander, “Is this normal?”

Van shakes his head, “Nope.”

All talk stops as the trembling increases, and we all have to focus on not falling over.

I widen my stance.

It would not be good if we fell over and then a hole opened up in the floor and we couldn’t get out of the way quickly enough.

As soon as I’m kind of stable, my gaze moves to Griff. He’s so focused on closing the tunnels that I don’t think that he is even aware of the fact that the ground is shaking.

“No fucking way,” Reed mutters in absolute shock.

“Is he moving the whole damn cliff?” Logan asks incredulously.

Coen shakes his head, “No, he can’t be.”

River’s eyebrows are on his forehead as he says, “The amount of power that would take is absolutely insane.”

The rumbling intensifies, and we all watch in stupefied awe as the whole cliff face in front of us moves again.

He is, he’s moving the whole damn cliff.

I know that’s not what he intended to do. He only wanted to get any nearby rocks and fill in the hole, and I wonder if he’s doing it intentionally, or if his magic is behaving by itself.

I want to move closer to him, so I can see his expression and see if he’s okay, but I know the second that I move, I’m going to faceplant. So I reluctantly stay where I am.

Griff

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