Dios watched the omega hurry off before his attention was drawn back to Firdaws.

“What is it you dream of, my brother, to make you so desperate?” he asked, though he expected no answer. It was evident enough, already. Their god and alpha. Danel. It was probably nothing. Just a delirium-induced dream, but still…had he seen Danel? Could he have seen their god-alpha, so close to the packlands? Dios felt a brief surge of excitement before he quashed it. No. Danel was not so very close to them. It was a dream. Nothing but a dream.

He turned to gather what leaves he knew would help.