Chapter 127. I’ll Take Him Down

I flash a wary look at the doc in the corner, who turns a shade paler, his brow furrowing, etching his features into that of worry, and he casts an evasive look back at me. He darts a glance at Colton, then back again to me, suddenly sheepish.

“It can’t be Deacon, right? It’s too early!” I point out while asking him to confirm, to calm the sudden whirlwind of nerves, hating the apprehension I can feel from him, but he swallows loudly.

“I may have exaggerated our head start somewhat, a teensy little bit. I didn’t want to alarm you and give you a reason to doubt coming with me, dear girl. If you knew they were hot on our heels, so to speak, you would have queried the plan. I had faith the Fates would intervene if we just got out. I had to keep the sedation low, so I didn’t kill my human staff in the process, and sadly that meant the wolves recovered quickly.” He’s apprehensive about admitting to a lie, recoiling slightly, and I give him a deflated smile, translating that i