Cam’s brow arches in confusion just as I grab her shoulder and shove it hard. Her eyes open wide as her scream pierces the room and her small body begins to twist under my hand.
Cam growls behind me as Brent storms into the room on all fours, glaring at me. I put my hands up, palms out, to show I mean no harm.
“I didn’t want to hurt her, but she needed to wake up.”
Cam grumbled but settled while Brent retracted back down the stairs.
Valerie whimpers on the couch, eyes closed tightly.
“You can’t go to sleep,” I tell her quietly, picking up the chair and reclaiming my seat, “you might have a concussion.” I reach out and touch her shoulder, “and we need to fix this.” She retracts from my touch and glares at me with angry eyes. Sighing in return, I consider my options.
“Will you let me f
