Trevor point of view
We were walking out of he pack house just as Jerica tore down the drive way. Any other time I would be mad someone speeding down it but in this case I was glad she was. I couldn't get to Trixie fast enough. Within just moments Jerica skidded to a stop right in front of us. I immediately went to Trixie's door and began unbuckling her. "Really Jake? I said get my mom." Jerica whined. "I am here honey." Melissa called out to her from behind me. "Do you think you should be the one to get her out?" Jerica questioned him and the feral growl roared in my throat causing her to freeze but her attitude of course was never gone. "Geez okay I was just asking." She turned and began getting out on her side. I lifted Trixie up and cradled her in my arms. I felt her sigh against me
