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mama on the line and she convinced me it was safe to give her a message. I only trusted Aunt Elise, so I left a message for her to call me.”
    “This is incredible.” Armand brushed his hand over her hair. “I’m glad you had someone to turn to.”
    Sylvie’s stomach roiled. She knew she’d hurt her brother deeply by not turning to him. “I didn’t know you’d broken from the pack or I would have found you sooner.” That was the honest truth. She only hoped Armand would accept it.
    He nodded, but his eyes were sad and a muscle in his jaw twitched.
    “I waited several weeks for a call.” Every day had seemed to last forever while she’d waited for her aunt to contact her. “When she finally was able to call, she cried.” They’d both cried. Sylvie regretted hurting her family by letting them believe she was dead all this time. “She didn’t have a lot of time to talk, but she told me about this pack, about all of you who’d left. It was because of her that I’m here. She urged me to find you. Told me to come to Salvation.” Sylvie shrugged. “And here I am.”
    Jacque pushed away from the table and stood. “I think we could all use a break and time to process all this.” He turned to Louis. “You and Cole need to patrol. We have to make sure no one was watching. The last thing we need is the old man’s spies telling him that Sylvie is back from the dead.”
    Fear skated down her spine. It hadn’t even occurred to her that someone might be watching her brother’s new home. “I’m sorry. I didn’t even think my coming here might bring trouble down on you.” And she should have. But she’d been alone for so long that the thought of belonging to a pack, of being with her brother, had been an allure she hadn’t been able to ignore.
    Jacque flashed her a quick smile of reassurance. “We already had trouble with them, chère . Your coming here doesn’t change that.” He came around the table and she hastily stood, letting the blanket drop. “You’re a part of this pack now. You understand me.”
    Sylvie nodded. “Thank you. I promise not to be a burden.”
    “You’re a gift to this pack.”
    She closed her eyes and savored his words. Her eyes popped open when she felt Jacque brush a kiss on her forehead. “Welcome home, Sylvie.”
    Louis came to her next and kissed her forehead in greeting, making sure not to touch any other part of her. “Thank you, Louis.” He grinned and saluted her before heading out the back door.
    Cole came next. “Thank you for telling me about my parents.”
    “I owe them more than I can ever repay.” Even though her insides were jittery, she was determined to do the right thing. “If there is ever anything I can do for you, all you have to do is ask.”
    Cole nodded and followed Louis, stopping only long enough to kiss his mate.
    “I know you must have a million questions.” Gwen stopped beside her. “I’ll be at home if you want to talk. I know you must be exhausted and probably want to rest. If you want some company, Armand or one of the others will show you the way to the house.”
    “Thank you.” Sylvie was overwhelmed by their kindness and was barely holding things together. Gwen patted her arm and left with Jacque.
    Cherise smiled at Sylvie and pointed after Gwen. “I think I’ll head over to the main house with Gwen.” She glanced at Armand. “Give you time to talk.”
    Sylvie appreciated the other woman’s kindness. She turned to her brother. “Armand.”
    He stood beside her, stiff and unyielding. The scar on his face was whiter than usual, a reminder of all he’d been through in his quest to protect her. He’d feel as though he’d failed her when, in fact, he’d been her touchstone all her life.
    “I love you and I’m so grateful you’re alive.”
    He hesitated and Sylvie prompted, “But?”
    “I’m not ready to talk yet. I need to run.” As much as it hurt her, Sylvie understood. Armand had always been a sensitive soul, and