***[POV: Alright Now Alpha]***
My Beta waited patiently in the driver's seat, having arrived exactly the time of the morning I'd asked him to. With a change of clothes and new, privately purchased transportation back to the city.
Martha lingered in the doorframe as I was ready to leave. For some reason it made me pause and look back at her with one hand on the truck door handle. Her hand went up and ruffled her own graying hair.
"You know, I promised not to say anything specific. But I've promised that girl not to say a lot - and I'm just an old forgetful woman who can't remember if she has called me yet this morning. Like she has every morning and evening to ask how you're doing."
First letting go, then gripping harder on the handle, my other fingers moved toward the talisman beneath my shirt that I did not let the witch keep. Not just because it needed to be surrendered to the council.
