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“The captain?” he asks, turning toward me. “I know you’re shielding your thoughts. Have you heard from him?”
“No,” I answer truthfully. “You’ll be the first to know when I do.”
Amelia wraps her arms around Topher, leading us back into the house. “Luna?” I question the young lycanthrope as she passes by. She turns, ignores me, and moves upstairs.
“She’s angry,” Alex states the obvious. “She feels like you abandoned her at the church.” I watch her ascend the stairs without acknowledging the boy’s words.
“I’m sorry, Luna.” Tears fill my eyes. In the three hundred years I’ve been on the planet, Luna is the closest thing to a friend I’ve ever had. She continues to her room without responding. Her blonde hair is caked in dark blood, and her face is swollen and bruised. God, I’m a horrible friend.
“You didn’t have a choice, Elsie,” Alex interrupts, reading my thoughts again. My shield slipped while thinking about Luna.
“Alex. You’re going to have to stop doing that.”
“Doing what?” he asks.
“Reading people’s thoughts. It’s an amazing gift, and you have an amazing talent. But you can’t go around invading other people’s minds.”
He looks down at my words. “I didn’t realize I was invading. My apologies.”
“Don’t apologize,” Amelia answers. “It’s what helped you survive this long. But you don’t need to fight to stay alive any longer. We willprotect you.”
Alex’s face changes from the stoic creature he became when he apologized, to that of a child. “I don’t know how to turn it off.”
“We’ll help you figure it out.” Wrapping an arm around his shoulders, I pull him closer. To my surprise, he doesn’t pull away.
Topher drops a plastic bag on the table. “I bought some clothes. I hope they fit.”
Alex stands, taking the bag into his hands. “Thank you, Alpha.”
“You can call me Topher.” He ruffles the boy’s hair as Alex passes on his way upstairs. Once he’s safely inside a bedroom, the lycan speak for the first time.
“We took care of everything at the church,” Micah says. His eyes look tired, and the pair of shorts he’s wearing are two sizes too small showing every detail.
“What about the bodies?” Amelia asks.
“Most disintegrated,” Fynn answers.
“We couldn’t do anything with the broken glass, but we cleaned up any clue of what was there.” Topher wraps his arm around his wife’s shoulders. “What’s going to happen with him?” He nods toward the stairs.
“He’s staying,” I interrupt, suddenly feeling protective.
“No one is trying to get rid of him,” Amelia interrupts. “We need to figure out how to help him.”
“Elsie?”Thorne rings through my mind.
“Are you okay?”I ask, sounding more like his mom than a lover.
“Aye. Still following Patrice. She stopped to feed.”Even through my mind, exhaustion sounds through his voice.
Alex is by my side in an instant.“Are my sisters alive?”he asks Thorne.
“Yes. She’s forcing them to feed from a man she found in an alley.”
“Elsie, what’s happening?” Amelia asks.
“It’s Thorne. He’s still following her.”
“Does he know where she’s going?” Topher asks.
