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Even as Bowen informed Baron of his need to discuss matters with him, Vanessa approached him as well.

"Carlisle and Julienne are downstairs," she told him. "It looked like there was some trouble out in the streets."

Baron grabbed his clothes from the floor where he had discarded them earlier.

"Downstairs with me," he told Bowen as he headed for the cellar door.

"You too," he added as he looked to Snow before he started down the steps.

It was easy to mistake Snow for a kid, but truth be told he hadn't been a kid for some time now, and he proved that tonight. It was more than that though. He had shown an initiative and a willingness to enforce, and he hadn't succumbed to the pack mentality that often gripped their kind. He had a good head on his shoulders and a touch of morality that was needed if a pack was to maintain its humanity. It was time he started treating the kid like an adult.

The invitation for Snow to join Baron in speaking among the senior pack members was a first.