Grey’s grip on Jem’s hand tightened when they were an hour into the drive. They might have had a chance to do this. They might all come out of this alive, all of them. He looked around the van, Elizabeth and Rosalyn were talking to one another, and Grey blinked a couple of times. Huh.
‘Jem,’ he said via wolf. ‘What way does Rosalyn swing?’
Jem looked at him and smiled. ‘She’s on a roundabout.’
Right, because that helped him so much. His eyes wandered over to the next couch where Jasper was sitting beside Slaine, teaching him the ways of technology. Slaine had his eyes glued on his new iPad, now and then looking up at Levi with a smile.
“Where are we sleeping?” Jasper asked, looking up.
Jem shrugged. “It’s either the van or the hotel.”
“The hotel,” Rosalyn said with a smile. “Wouldn’
