Reid sat in an armchair, leaning his head in his hand. His expression was mostly inscrutable, blank, but occasionally, I’d notice the muscles in his jaw working as he ground his teeth. He was lost in his own head.
I looked away from him and back at Grady. She was still unconscious, but she at least looked peaceful, and Cujo was certainly happy to have her with him.
We made it back onto our territory, with Grady secured to Reid’s Wolf’s back, in an astonishingly short amount of time. This time, we had no men to consider regarding speed—we were just two wolves of Alpha blood, running like hell to get home as quickly as we could.
During the trip, we discussed what had happened in the cave at length via the mind-link. We unpacked. I was more emotional than he was, of course, but he did see
