  &quot;I guess&quot; Colton s distracted, not fully believing even if he seems like he s agreeing. I know him better than that and the worry in his eyes betrays that this isn t an answer for him fully. I did think he was a little quiet when we woke up and he made love to me this morning, rather than crazy morning sex. He seemed subdued before we came to breakfast, overly touchy feely and attentive. I thought he was tired, having one of his calmer days of reflection that sometimes happens. I never knew he was harboring all this and picking apart the meaning. 
  Since starting to get visions he s found it both a blessing and a curse and often frustrated with the cryptic confusion they can cause. They are hard to separate from dreams sometimes that have no meaning and he has started over questioning every single night terror he has. His powers are growing, but he feels like instead of harn

  I stroll down the stairs of the main sweeping staircase after I am done eating with Sierra, feeling heavy with everything we talked about. It s almost noon and the house is eerily quiet, but noises of the busy village outside are filtering through the now open windows on the light breeze. It s still raining, but it has promise of a brighter day again and the schoolhouse is getting its first proper use today, now it s almost complete. No more children in the great hall at all from now on and I squint that way as male wolves begin streaming out of the double doors at the far end of the hall as I step the last tread.
  It s where Colton has convened the sentinels from patrol, his best packs, and they have been discussing everything to do with continuing to maintain our peaceful and safe existence. Supply runs, financials, as we still have to bear the weight of our pack, even with severanc

  &quot;You felt them, but you didn t actually see them? Or one, as in singular?&quot; Sierra gazes at Colton questioning him as we sit across from her at breakfast, something we usually share in her own suite as she prefers it that way. Colton slides me the platter of pancakes as he shrugs her way. It s late for breakfast but our patrol duties sometimes push us to eat nearer noon a couple of times a week.
  &quot;Felt. Possibly just one, but I can t be sure. I didn t see them at all, but my eyes turned blue, and I could definitely feel their magic in the air; faint, but it was there. Just out beyond the perimeter.&quot; Colton dishes me some and throws me that soft smile, that translates to 'I love you  as he adds maple syrup to the stack he s given me. I help myself to bacon and dig in while his mother still stares pensively at his face.
  Sierra sighs and looks torn for a long moment 

&quot;I guess&quot; Colton s distracted, not fully believing even if he seems like he s agreeing. I know him better than that and the worry in his eyes betrays that this isn t an answer for him fully. I did think he was a little quiet when we woke up and he made love to me this morning, rather than crazy morning sex. He seemed subdued before we came to breakfast, overly touchy feely and attentive. I thought he was tired, having one of his calmer days of reflection that sometimes happens. I never knew he was harboring all this and picking apart the meaning. 
  Since starting to get visions he s found it both a blessing and a curse and often frustrated with the cryptic confusion they can cause. They are hard to separate from dreams sometimes that have no meaning and he has started over questioning every single night terror he has. His powers are growing, but he feels like instead of harnessing them, they re getting more chaotic and invasive, and most definitely more frequent in recent m

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