Ninety.

Alpha Vander

I stood on the steps of the packhouse, waiting for Dex to arrive. He had been torn when we were chatting over mindlink. Conflicted with his feelings. He wanted to know what I would do if I were in his position. I told him to trust his instincts. There was a very good chance that he was returning alone.

Fallon wanted to wait as well. Just like me, she expected Dex to come back alone.