Leigh
T
he walk back to the castle felt a million miles long, even though Gael carried me for most of it. We skirted a few groups of angry shifters, but Gael had no trouble keeping us out of sight. He took us to a hidden entrance that led directly into the tunnel system, and I felt a small wave of relief as the solid stone door sealed behind us. At least I wasn’t going to get attacked by anyone else, even if we weren’t completely out of the woods yet. The walk to the bunker and the attached garage was short, and the rest of the pack had already cleared out by the time we made it.
Gael said it was safe enough for me to quickly shower and get a better-fitting pair of sweats and a pair of spare tennis shoes from the dorms so I wasn’t still covered in sticks and dirt.
And while I didn’t ex
