The Deserters Return
Isolde nodded. "Yes. Seeds of discontent and unfulfillment have already been present in our Pack. We were divided and I believe that Elder Brin has led a great majority of the warriors to a suicide attack."
"Do not try to pull me along with your schemes, Isolde." Her brother narrowed his eyes on her. "Even if you are bright and strategic, I will not risk anything. A wounded wolf simply fights more furiously until it is healed."
Compared to anybody else, it was true that a family member was more familiar with the motivations and methods of their relatives. Was it better for Isolde to just retire and stay here with content?
As long as she could hide, then she and her son would never meet again.
Or so anybody would think.
Isolde did not live long enough to simply relax because she had gotten away. She knew Leland. He was vengeful just like his mother. If Isolde let her guard down, her son would kill her.
If not today, sometime in the future.