Angie usually deals with tarot cards. She finds them easier to help interpret the future.

“I didn’t peek,” Angie says as she strokes Mano. “I kept thinking of you last night, so I opened my cards and did a reading. Your future is unclear now. You made a decision.”

“I saved a wolf Alpha.” I glance at her. “I considered minding my own business but he—I didn’t feel right about letting him die.”

“I see.” Angie plays with my cat’s tail. “It changed ...