Riley

The wooden door to the kitchen clicked shut behind Silas and Fantine as I stepped down the back stairs, and my uncle was sitting up at the long wooden table with a thick blanket wrapped around his shoulders while he drank hot water from a glass cup. The physical strain from my wolf heat still made my shoulders ache a little bit, but seeing my uncle sitting upright with a healthy color in his cheeks made every drop of used energy worth it.

"Thomas is tied up in the cellar room downstairs, Riley, and Fantine smashed his syndicate radio before he could send our exact location to your father's...