Echo laughed, but it came out sounding a little nervous. Rejection by and exile from the commune had done a harsh number on her psyche when she was younger, which was why she was borderline paranoid about telling anyone about the Wolf. Holly had been different because it had been clear those sort of things were exciting to her, but the world at large thus far seemed ready to condemn anyone who was different.

Still, if she couldn't tell Cian, who had a slightly different smell, who could she confess to?

"Papa passed on the Wolf," she told him in a whisper, and her eyes glowed a soft golden color as she let her other self show just a bit. "It was an accident, that's why I'm his only kid. Mama didn't know if it might not happen again."