Chapter 29. Save Our Pack

“It’s too dangerous. You can’t go out there. The pack is circling its own people, ready to take on any of you who venture out. What about vampires? Or the witch that did this?” Sierra grasps my hand and clings on tight, painfully so. Gripping my fingers with white fierceness, eyes washing with instant tears and fear, her light of hope seems to vanish in the reality that I might go out and not return. She sees me as her second child, and her intense maternal need to protect me almost chokes me half to death as I feed from her panic.

“If we don’t, how else are we supposed to save them? We can’t wait on the spell to end because it might never. Are we supposed to leave them out there like they’re dead? What about when we run out of supplies, or the witch finds a way to breach our border?” I respond anxiously, trying to keep my voice steady and patient as though dealing with a fearful and fragile child. Knowing that she’s right and it’s not safe, but at the same time, it’s our only