Perhaps in another time, another moment, another life, Rhiannon would have given herself time for an explanation, but six centuries in the Glass Cell of the Watchtower would definitely weigh on anyone’s spirits, so she didn’t allow herself to hesitate or wait before rushing off toward the elevator that would take her to the parking garage.

“Raksha... Raksha!” she called her she-wolf and felt her stirring inside.

“What’s wrong, where are we?” she asked half disoriented.

“We’re escaping,” she ans