RHAINE POV
After Rhylee relayed a message back to the one’s of our group left standing outside waiting for us, she was back helping move any of the children that want to come with. It seems there are only a couple of them that are staying. As much as Rhylee tried to find out their connection, or what was driving them to stay, so that she could maybe find a work around.
“Weston, babe, we are going home.” I whisper into his ear before a group of strapping young pups, with muscles to boot, picked up the makeshift stretcher and began to walk into a wall, before I could say anything they disappeared. Following fast I hold my breath as I take a step through the wall, it was a strange feeling, a feeling of not knowing and also the knowledge that they just walked through.
Behind the wall was a
