Voren was slightly tensed, his muscles coiled beneath his skin. The relationship between him and his mother was different from what he ever had with Olivia.
This woman had died and returned, had walked through the veil between worlds and come back with knowledge that transcended mortal understanding. It was hard to comprehend what he was feeling—a strange blend of joy, relief, and an unsettling awareness that she saw things he couldn't.
In the end, they walked away a little before his mother spoke. Her voice was soft, but it carried the weight of prophecy. "The black and white wolf are both powerful. If both your powers are awakened completely, I fear for what might happen." Her eyes were distant, focused on something beyond his sight.
Voren did not know whether to address her as his mother or the shaman in training, but right now, he knew the woman was speaking from the spiritual realm.
