Olly growled again. "Because Redding and his pack are allies we want," he muttered. They were bad news. Wolves too wild to fit in a traditional pack. "And the fact he showed up two days after Deacon died doesn't seem remotely suspicious to you, Jack?" Goddamn, he knew she was tired, but there was nothing good about Micah sniffing around her while she was establishing her leadership of the pack. Not one damned good thing at all.