CHAPTER 11
Petree waited as Caden placed an attachment for his IV to the wheelchair the man insisted he had to use. Although Petree hated the idea of getting into the thing, he knew that he was still not physically ready to walk long distances.
“Okay, you are ready to break out of this joint.” Caden said with a smile.
Giving the doctor a tentative smile of his own, Petree drew in a deep breath and let it out slowly.
He was scared. Petree had been born into this clutch. There wasn’t a member he didn’t know…
well, except for the new members Hron had been bringing in lately.
“We don’t have to do this if it’s too much for you, little one. I’m more than happy to enjoy a meal with you right in this room.” Hron quietly said from behind Petree.
Shaking his head, Petree replied, “No. I want…
