The weight of that settled heavily upon me.
The sadness was suffocating, nearly debilitating.
The funeral ended swiftly.
In a serious tone, I called my most trusted subordinate.
âEscort my mother back.
Make sure sheâs safe.
â
Losing my father was a fresh wound; I couldnât bear the thought of losing her too.
âUnderstood, my subordinate replied solemnly.
â
Before leaving, my mother squeezed my hand.
âCaleb, whatever path you choose, be careful.
Iâll be waiting for you at home.
â
Tears stinging my eyes, I nodded silently.
I watched her disappear into the distance as I waved her goodbye.
Alone, Carlos approached me, his voice hushed.
âCaleb, should we proceed with Debraâs funeral today?â
âAbsolutely not!â My rejection was swift and cold.
âWe wonât hold it until we find her body.
It would be too ominous.
â
âButâ¦â
Carlos began to argue, but Sally, at his side, placed a hand on his arm.
A subtle shake of her head and a knowing look silenced him.
Carlos sighed, accepting my decision.
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Calebâs POV:
After my fatherâs funeral, I could not afford to linger in grief.
Once I uplifted my spirits, I turned my attention to managing the packâs affairs.
The conflict between the Xeric Pack and the Thorn Edge Pack was fraught with numerous complexities, rendering it challenging to resolve straightforwardly.
As far as I coul
d discern, the Thorn Edge Packâs situation was dire, making postponing action impractical.
Adopting a passive stance would inevitably lead us to be slaughtered like lambs.
I must seize the initiative.
Yet, how could I uncover a breakthrough?
Reflecting on the situation, a notion emerged in my thoughts.
Nevertheless, with lingering doubts in my mind, I opted to set aside this conjecture temporarily.
Without hesitation, I queried, âCarlos, how did you discern my presence in the foggy forest with Debra that day?â
The foggy forest wasnât the only route to the Thorn Edge Pack.
Given the intense war with the Xeric Pack, how could Carlos have pinpointed my location accurately and provided timely assistance, even if he suspected I was in danger?
If even Gale needed Rileyâs guidance, how did Carlos manage to arrive there so effortlessly?
Upon hearing my question, Carlos frowned and seemed to contemplate something troubling.