The next morning Wolfe woke up to an almost empty bed, accompanied only by Stephanie, who had claimed a spot at his side. She was getting bigger, and she could hardly be called a kitten anymore, but she was still far from a full-grown cat.
She was basking in the excess mana that Wolfe gave off while he slept and seemed quite content to stay that way all day long.
Unfortunately, that wouldn't be possible today. There were mundane army units to hunt, and Wolfe was going to head out to meet Mary and Pup, who should be near the border if they'd gotten a ride yesterday after whatever ceremonies were left.
The scouts should have an update for him, and the witches listening in on the radio would know if Mary had managed to send a message of some sort to let them know that she had left.